Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 146

##After listening to Julian's story about the background of Vincent's book, on the one hand, she admired Vincent's seriousness and rigorous work, on the other hand, she sighed with emotion that he had such a love story.

It could be seen that Vincent was a person who valued friendship and loyalty. Although the love in his youth came to an eventual end, it did not affect his second love. Over the years, he had been deeply in love with his current wife.

Perhaps this was the right attitude towards love. When it was time to put it down, he had already given it up. When it was time to relax, he was relieved.

Emelia felt that she should learn more from Vincent in this respect. Let the past go.

At nine o'clock in the night, Emelia was still writing at her desk. Suddenly, she heard the sound of someone opening the door from the next room. She was a bit puzzled. "Why is Julian back so early?"

Didn't he say he would go back before 10 o'clock?

It was only nine o'clock. Why did he come back?

However, Emelia didn't think too much about it. She only felt that since he was back, he definitely wouldn't be any problems.

Just as she was about to continue typing, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door of her room, which was quite heavy.

She walked over and saw from the door viewer that it was Julian.

Emelia opened the door in confusion, but the tall man in front of her fell straight on her. She was so scared that she hurriedly raised her hands to support him.

"I want some water." Julian leaned against her and mumbled drunkenly.

Emelia was speechless.

Trying hard to push Julian away from herself, Emelia panted slightly and asked, "Don't you have your own room?"

"I want some room temperature water." After that, Julian fell toward Emelia again.

Emelia couldn't support him, so she had to lift her hand to pull him to the sofa and put him down.

After all of this, Emelia was panting.

She looked at the drunk man on the sofa and was furious. "Julian, you have a weak stomach. Why do you have to drink again and again?"

Julian, who was leaning against the sofa, opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of emotions. "I don't want to drink, but I feel sad."

Emelia pursed her lips, ignoring the deep meaning in Julian's eyes. She turned to pour some water for Julian.

After feeding Julian a cup of warm water, Emelia put the cup aside. She was about to leave when she was grabbed by Julian.

"Emelia, I regretted it.