After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191

About fifteen minutes passed with no sign of the woman returning.

Checking the time, Louisa leaned toward Julian. “Mr. Tudor, it’s already 9:45. You really need to go back and rest now.”

“Alright,” Julian agreed, bidding farewell to Saul.

This time Saul didn’t try to stop them, even personally escorting them to the door with the crowd trailing behind, watching them leave.

On the walk back, with finally just the two of them alone, Julian moved at a leisurely pace while Louisa kept glancing around nervously.

“What are you looking for?” Julian asked.

“I just feel like things aren’t that simple,” Louisa replied. “Like it’s not over yet.”

She was particularly concerned about the woman with the surgical enhancements who had disappeared without returning.

Lost in thought, she looked behind them again and stumbled, not watching where she was going. Julian reacted quickly, catching her by

the waist.

She instinctively looked up, falling into those deep, star–bright eyes of his.

He chuckled softly. “What does it matter if it’s over or not? Didn’t you say you would protect me, Ms. Forbes?”

Louisa couldn’t find a proper response. What kind of games was he playing now?

Just as she was about to pull away, she spotted the woman with the enhanced features on a small path diagonally behind Julian. She was walking unsteadily, carrying a bottle.

Julian noticed Louisa’s gaze and started to turn around to look.

“Don’t look,” Louisa quickly turned his face back toward her and averted her own gaze.

Julian laughed softly. “Okay, I won’t look at her.” He took her hand and continued walking home.

Back at the villa, Louisa checked around but found nothing suspicious.

Was she overthinking things? After such an exhausting day, she was completely drained.

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That’s when she noticed Julian wasn’t in his room. Where had he gone at this hour? After searching the entire second floor, she went

downstairs and discovered him in the kitchen.

“Mr. Tudor, are you hungry?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She suddenly remembered that neither of them had eaten dinner or had anything to drink all night.

Poor her, a working girl, but her boss had it even worse–having to cook for himself, and of course, for her.

Standing in the kitchen doorway, she took in his tall, slender figure. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, revealing toned

forearms.

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His left arm was still wrapped in bandages, yet it didn’t affect his elegant movements as he washed, chopped, and cooked with methodical

precision.

For the first time, she thought a man who could cook was incredibly attractive.

Great, now she was even hungrier. She decided to postpone sleep and wait for the food.

Fifteen minutes later, two steaks were ready. Just the aroma was unbearable. Without waiting for Julian to say anything, she dug in.

“You’re becoming quite comfortable, I see,” Julian remarked.

Louisa was too busy to respond. She cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth–the meat was tender, and sweet juices exploded in her

mouth. Delicious. She immediately went for a second bite.

“Little glutton,” Julian teased as he started eating his own steak.

Unlike her enthusiastic devouring, even in his hungry state, his movements remained elegant and composed.

By the time they finished dinner, it was already eleven at night. They each returned to their rooms. Louisa was exhausted and fell asleep

right after her shower.

At first, she slept soundly. Then at three in the morning, she was suddenly awakened by an angry shout.

She bolted upright in bed. The sound seemed to come from Julian’s room.

Without thinking, she slipped on her shoes, threw on a silk robe, and rushed out.

Julian’s door was wide open, the room lit only by the warm glow of a bedside lamp.

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Her hair was disheveled, and though she hugged her chest with both arms, it concealed nothing.

Despite her slim figure, her breasts were conspicuously large, likely enhanced. She was crying continuously, acting as if someone had wronged her, looking utterly pitiful.

Julian refused to look at her, keeping his back turned.

Louisa didn’t waste time with questions. She went to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and tossed it to the woman.

“How did you even get in here?” she demanded sharply, anger evident in her voice.

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Jannine didn’t answer, just continued crying. She clutched the towel tightly but made no move to cover herself, maintaining her helpless,

pitiable act.

Was this how a normal woman would behave? She was either an exceptional actress or had been specifically trained for this.

This had to be Saul’s doing. As one of the resort’s investors, arranging for a woman to enter the villa wouldn’t be difficult for him.

What a dirty tactic. Even when sending a woman, there should be mutual consent, right?

Julian had made it clear he wasn’t interested, yet Saul kept using these despicable methods–first drugging attempts, now delivering a

woman to his doorstep.

What was he thinking? That Julian would simply sleep with any woman who appeared in his room in the middle of the night?

Louisa could tell that Jannine wasn’t entirely unwilling–she was playing her part skillfully.

Dropping any pretense of politeness, Louisa ordered her directly, “Get out.”

Jannine refused, crawling to Julian’s feet and grabbing his pant leg. She sobbed, begging, “Mr. Tudor, please don’t send me away. Don’t make me leave. I’ll die, I really will…”

“Don’t touch me! Get out!” Julian’s voice was sharp and ice–cold as he yanked his pant leg away with such force that he didn’t care if he kicked her in the process.

Jannine fell to the side and continued crying.

Seeing this, Louisa walked to Julian’s side. “Mr. Tudor, I’ll escort her out.”

“Thank you.” Julian’s tone softened considerably when addressing her. He added, “Come back soon.”

“I will.” Though Louisa wasn’t sure why he wanted her to return, she agreed.

Then she walked over to Jannine and looked down at her. “Ms. Crawford, shall we?”

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