After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223

“Just thought I’d stop by,” he said casually as he approached her.

Louisa fell silent. Everyone did. The CEO of the Tudor Group, just happening to visit a police station?

Julian turned to George and Vivian with a faint smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Congratulations on

getting what you wanted. May your marriage be blessed for a hundred years. How touching to see such

devotion–I truly wish you well.”

His voice cooled slightly. “As for our Louisa, don’t concern yourselves. She’ll be just fine.”

One perfectly delivered sentence that filled Vivian with jealousy and George with pain.

Louisa felt an unexpected warmth spread through her chest. She hadn’t expected Julian to come at all.

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Beside her, Sadie was practically vibrating with excitement. She had been furious about the whole situation -being forced to sign a settlement agreement for those two despicable people.

But then Julian appeared, effortlessly turning the tables with his presence alone.

And those words-“our Louisa.” Especially that “our.”

“Weren’t you two fighting yesterday?” Sadie whispered, tugging at Louisa’s arm. “How did you make up with him so quickly? You have to tell me your secret!”

“I didn’t,” Louisa shook her head.

“You’re holding out on me! Come on, tell me the truth.”

“I really didn’t,” Louisa insisted with a sigh. “I went straight to bed when I got home last night. I haven’t

even seen him.”

Sadie’s eyes widened in realization. “So even though he was still angry, the moment he heard you were in

danger, he rushed over?”

Her voice softened with admiration. “His own feelings didn’t matter–your safety came first. That’s real

commitment.”

Louisa worried Julian might overhear and was about to hush Sadie when he turned back toward them.

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His eyes softened as they met hers, and he extended his hand. “Let’s go. We have work.”

Almost reflexively, Louisa placed her hand in his and left with him.

Their retreating figures, walking together in perfect sync, inspired both envy and jealousy in those

watching.

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Vivian hadn’t expected this. Louisa was supposed to be devastated after leaving George, not flourishing

with someone even more impressive.

She clutched George’s arm with increasing pressure, he long nails digging into his flesh.

He showed no reaction, his gaze fixed on the departing couple, his expression desperate and sorrowful.

He knew Louisa’s temperament all too well–knew exactly how she looked when falling in love. He had pursued her for a year, and when she finally began opening her heart to him, she’d had that same expression: smiling, gentle, shy, and a little awkward.

She was truly falling in love with someone else. There was no longer any place for him in her heart.

His eyes reddened as he pulled his arm from Vivian’s grasp and walked away, numb to everything. Behind him, Vivian’s hysterical screams fell on deaf ears.

Two officers emerged from the police station and moved to take her back inside. “Ms. Price, it seems your epilepsy has improved. Come back with us!”

The officers were frustrated. Someone had been protecting her from the shadows, greasing palms and fabricating convincing evidence. They had no choice bu to follow procedure and send her to the hospital.

Seeing this, Vivian didn’t dare make a scene and quickly fled.

In Julian’s car, silence reigned, Noah drove while they sit in the back. Louisa had arrived with Sadie that morning and now needed to get to work, so she had little choice but to ride with Julian.

She was determined not to speak unless he spoke first.

When they reached downtown, she glanced at him. He was reviewing a document on his phone, his profile

sharp in the morning light.

“If you have something to say, just say it,” he said without looking up, somehow sensing her gaze.

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This uncanny perception annoyed her slightly.

“Are you not angry anymore?” she finally asked hesitantly.

She clearly remembered how upset he’d been when he left yesterday, though she still didn’t understand

why. Now he was acting as if nothing had happened.

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Julian made a soft sound, somewhere between a scoff and a laugh. “You can get out of the car right now if

you want to test whether I’m still angry.”

Louisa fell silent. How did he always know what she was thinking?

She had indeed been considering getting out and taking a taxi by herself. Arriving at work together would

be too conspicuous.

Julian put down his phone and looked at her directly. “Tell me, why did you go to the police station today?”

“The day before yesterday, George tricked me into going to Blue Heron,” she answered honestly. “He wanted me to write a settlement letter for Vivian and threatened my father and friends… I didn’t want to

gamble with their lives.”

“So you wrote the settlement letter.”

“Yes.” She responded quietly, clearly unhappy. Letting those people off the hook wasn’t something she

could feel good about.

To her surprise, Julian reached out and gently stroked her hair. “You’re learning.”

Louisa looked up, confused. “Are you messing with me? Surely this was the weakest approach? Even she despised herself for it.

Julian shook his head. “Don’t be silly. You shouldn’t confront people head–on every time something happens. How can one person fight against two major corporations?

“When the power difference is so great, protect yourself first, then plan. Don’t put yourself in danger. Keeping yourself safe is the wisest move–that’s wisdon not cowardice.”

His cool yet gentle voice was like a stream flowing into her parched heart.

She suddenly felt a tightness in her throat. “You’re the rst person to ever say that to me. Sadie and Flora would just say I’m useless and afraid. They’re much braver than I am.”

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“Perhaps when God was creating people, He remembered to give them courage but forgot to give them

brains.”

Louisa laughed, the tension breaking. The mighty CEO of the Tudor Group, making jokes about divine

creation?

Julian smiled at her laughter, his eyes crinkling with genuine warmth. “Enough about those unpleasant people and things. Remember this: justice may be delayed, but it will come.”

“Really?” Louisa tilted her head skeptically. “Don’t they say bad people live the longest?”

Julian looked at her, his gaze steady and certain. “So who do you believe–them, or me?”

Louisa didn’t hesitate. “You.”

Julian’s smile deepened, satisfaction evident in his expression. “Good.”

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