Chapter 367
Chapter 367 Why Are You So Quiet?
Harry handed Yuliana a ss of wine from a tray the waiter was holding while passing them by. He
also took one for himself and said, “It’s been a long time. How have you been?”
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It had been a long time indeed.
Thest time they met was when Yuliana just came back from Jeahron. She attended a small business
party. The organizer seemed to be Harry’s friend, so he was invited to attend it as well.
At that time, they did not greet each other.
Nheless, it was Yuliana’s first time attending a party. She was a little nervous and identally
stained her dress.
She was wearing a white dress that night, which was very obvious with the stain.
Later, the hotel staff took the initiative to take her to change her clothes. After that, she learned that the
clothes were prepared for her by Harry.
“I’m good. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ziegler. I haven’t thanked you for your kindnessst time,”
Yuliana smiled calmly as she spoke.
Harry raised his head and took a sip of wine while lowering his eyes. His gaze fell on Yuliana’s face
through. the narrow gap. He stopped for a moment and said, “It’s not a big deal. You don’t have to take
it seriously.” Yuliana raised her eyebrows and nodded. “Mr. Ziegler, is there anything else you want to
say?” She had nothing to talk about with Harry.
“Nothing. Just to say hello.” Harry’s expression was calm, and there was no unnecessary emotion.
Yuliana felt that the power of time was quite powerful. It could smooth one with sharp edges little by
little, which made one harder to be understood. It could also stimte one who was gentle and calm to
develop sharp edges over time.
Harry was the former.
However, with her understanding of Harry, he would never do anything meaningless.
He would not do it in the past, and would never do it presently.
Harry paused for a moment. Apparently, he had something else to say.
Yuliana was curious about what Harry wanted from her, so she waited quietly for his words.
“Have you met Christopher?” Harry seemed to be casual as he asked.
Yuliana smiled. It was exactly what she spected. It was indeed rted to Christopher.
She put her right hand around her left arm and looked at him calmly. “You should know that I divorced
Christopher three years ago. I don’t know. What do you mean by asking me if I have met Christopher?
Even if I didn’t divorce him or meet him, it has nothing to do with you, who is my former ex-husband,
right?”
Her eyes gradually became sharp. “If you want to know about Christopher, or if you want to know
someone else through Christopher, Christopher’s sister, La, is also here today. Maybe it’s more
appropriate for you. to ask her.”
After saying that, Yuliana nodded slightly and walked toward a couch to rest with her ss of wine.
In the past few years, she had heard about Harry.
It was said that he was looking for a woman.
The party ended at 9:30 p.m.
Yuliana left half an hour earlier.
After drinking at night, it was not suitable to drive. She picked up her phone to call a designated driver
after getting out of the hotel, but she did not expect to see Christopher getting out of the car with a sexy
woman in
his arms.
Christopher threw the car key to the doorman of the hotel when thetter approached him.
Then, he walked straight to the door with that woman in his arms.
Yuliana was wearing a ck office suit. At that moment, she took off her coat and hung it on her arm.
She
was wearing a ck shirt tugged inside her skirt, with her hair tied in a low ponytail. The way she
dressed up was rather low profile, yet she was still very eye-catching, even just by standing there.
Christopher looked up and caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eyes.
Then, his eyes turned in her direction, and his gaze met hers.
It was just a very brief moment when they looked at each other. The woman in Christopher’s arms
suddenly hugged him tighter. He immediately withdrew his gaze and walked into the hotel with the
woman.
Yuliana suddenly remembered what La said and felt a little ridiculous.
However, she had promised La. So, she had to do what she had to do regardless.
Yuliana waited for about ten minutes, and the designated driver arrived. When she returned to Champs
Manor, it was exactly ten o’clock.
Rowan had already fallen asleep.
Yuliana went to check on him in his room and took out the giraffe stuffed toy from Rowan’s arms. She
put it next to his little head and sat by the bed for a while before returning to her room.
Then, she took a bath and made herself rxed.
Just as she was about to go to bed, her phone rang.
Yuliana massaged her face, which was smeared with skincare products, while looking at her phone.
Seeing the number on the screen, she paused for two seconds and answered it atst.
She went to the couch and sat down cross-legged without saying anything first.
The other party also did not speak immediately.
It was very silent on the phone, but Yuliana could faintly hear the noiseing from the other side of
the phone. It seemed that the call was made by the side of the street. There were asional sounds of
passersby and car horns on the street.
“It shouldn’t be. He went to the hotel with the woman around nine o’clock. It’s only 11 o’clock now. Just
two hours? But it doesn’t seem impossible to get things done,” she thought.
Yuliana’s thoughts were a mess. She massaged her face with her fingers absent-mindedly, but she still
had no desire to speak.
After nearly two minutes of silence, the person on the other end of the phone finally could not stand it.
“Why are you so quiet?”
Yuliana leaned against the back of the couchzily. “Aren’t you the one calling me?”
At that time, Christopher’s car stopped on the roadside.
He leaned against the streetmp and lit a cigarette.
After smoking halfway, he took out his phone and called Yuliana.
In fact, he did not think about what to say when he called.
After another ten seconds of silence, Christopher asked awkwardly, “What are you doing?”
Yuliana replied, “Getting ready to sleep.”
Normal people should understand what she meant by that, but Christopher did not y by the rules.
He asked again, “Did you attend the business party at the hotel tonight?”
“Yeah.”
“Did you meet La?”
“Yes, I did.”
“I see.”
The silence ensued.
Yuliana could not stand it anymore. “What the hell are you calling me for?”
Christopher said, “Nothing.”
Yuliana was amused by his words.
She wanted to hang up the call directly, but she remembered what La said again. So, she asked,
“Do you have time tomorrow?”
“Why?”
“Let’s meet. I have something to tell you.”
“Can’t you say it on the phone?”
Yuliana paused and sald, “Yeah, I can. It’s just that I want to go to bed now, or if it’s convenient for you
tomorrow, I will call you.”
She could say it over the phone, but she was more used to talking to people in person. Whether when
she was a teacher or out of her current professional habits, the expression and the feelings of the other
could be observed when they talked in person, which was often more real and reliable.
person
However, there was no need for her to meet Christopher face-to-face.
“Let’s talk about it tomorrow!”
Christopher left her with such a usible answer and hung up the phone before she did.
Yuliana looked at the call that was ended abruptly and felt confused.
The next day. Yuliana woke up at 7:30 a.m., half an hourter than the working day.
After more than 40 minutes of exercise, she went to wake Rowan up to have breakfast together. After
breakfast, she checked Rowan’s recent study progress.
Rowan’s school had been contacted. Yuliana chose a private kindergarten.
The enrollment was about to start inte August so that children could adapt to the kindergarten.
environment in advance.
“Mommy, I’m tired. Can I y for a while?”