Chapter 44 Cooking For Terence


    Terence held Julia''s hands with one hand, and used the other to violently tear her dress. She shivered


    at the cold airing from the air conditioner.


    "Terence, please, let me go..." Julia begged Terence again and again. She regretted provoking him.


    In response, Terence scowled at her. The more aggrieved she looked, the more satisfied he felt.


    "You don''t want me to be like this?" he snarled as he pulled her hair and stared at her with cold eyes.


    "You hurt me." Julia knew it wouldn''t work, but she still resisted, her face turning pale.


    "Hurt? A woman as wicked as you know what hurt feels like?" Terence ignored Julia''s tears and cries.


    He was familiar with every sensitive part of her body. As long as he pushed her, she would willingly


    surrender to him.


    Julia knew that Terence was doing this to insult her, but she couldn''t control herself.


    Terence suddenly stopped and looked at Julia''s flushed body under him with disgust. "After so many


    years, you are still cheap."


    Terence removed thest piece of cloth on her body, ready to release his anger. Lightning sh outside


    the window, followed by the rumbling sound of thunder. Inside, the room temperature continued to rise.


    When Terence looked down at Julia, she was as pale as a sheet. Without thinking, he pped her hard


    in the face. "Didn''t you tell me that you would be a good sex partner? What did you mean by that? I


    don''t think any man would want to sleep with you like this."


    "Yes, I won''t do that again." Julia hid her face in shame.


    Terence was so ferocious this time that when they finished, Julia could barely walk on her own.


    As she hugged her knees, she watched as Terence put on his clothes and left. Only then did she start


    crying bitterly on the bed.


    Julia wanted to pack up her things and leave right now. But Terence tore her clothes and she had


    nowhere to go. She had to swallow her pride and stay at his vi.


    Julia was sitting on the bed lost in thought when her phone started ringing. She looked at the screen


    and answered it.


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    "Julia, where are you?" Consu demanded in panic. When she got home, she couldn''t find Julia


    anywhere and immediately called her.


    "I..." Julia stammered and looked around her. After a while, she decided not to tell her agent the truth.


    She didn''t want Consu to worry about her. "I sneaked out. I''ve caused you too much trouble already.


    I don''t want to bother you anymore."


    "What are you talking about? We''re on the same boat,"


    Consu scoffed in anger. "Now that you''ve gone out, you won''t be able toe home. There are still


    a lot of reporters outside my house. You should stay outside for a few more days."


    "Okay." Julia nodded in agreement.


    "Alright then. I''m hanging up," Consu said before sighing heavily once again. "Take care of yourself."


    "Consu..." Julia softly cried out. "How''s the meeting going? What did they say?"


    Consu was silent for a moment. But with a bitter smile, she promised, "Whatever happens, I will


    stand with you. Don''t worry about this. I will do my best to find an immediate solution."


    Julia noticed that Consu dodged her question, concluding that the matter was not that simple.


    ''It caused such a negative impact to thepany that I might be banished from the entertainment


    industry,'' she thought.


    Julia was so upset, she decided to turn her phone off.


    Not knowing when she fell asleep, she woke up the next morning. She vaguely remembered that she


    had a nightmare, but after a pair of arms embraced her in her dream, she slept very well.


    She found a pair of clean clothes neatly-ced on the bedside table. She looked at them and found


    that they were just her size. There was also a note with Terence''s handwriting.


    "There is food in the refrigerator."


    His note was as concise as he was.


    If this happened before, Julia would have been very moved by the gesture. But after enduring so many


    bad things, she learned to always expect for the worst.


    How could a man like Terence be worried about her?


    After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Julia went downstairs to find that the fridge was


    indeed filled with food. She boiled a packet of instant noodles, andy back down after consuming it.


    Julia didn''t bother to turn the TV on, fearing that she would only get overwhelmed by watching the


    news.


    Later on, Julia cooked a bowl of instant noodles again. Just as she finished cooking, Terence arrived.


    She looked at him as he entered the door. It felt as if he had been gone for a long time.


    Before they had signed the divorced agreement, Julia would always cook a lot of food for Terence. But


    now...


    "You are back," Julia greeted him awkwardly. "Have you eaten?"


    She wanted to p herself. It was a stupid question. Terence had just gotten off work, how could he


    have possibly eaten?


    She handed the noodles to him and said, "You can eat the noodles. I can make another bowl."


    "You only eat these noodles?" Terence frowned at the bowl with disdain and looked at Julia. "Sherry


    told me that you used to cook a lot of dishes for me. But now..."


    "Like you said, it was before." Julia dryly chuckled and smiled at him. "I was ignorant and naive before.


    I thought I could win your heart by cooking for you, but now I realize that nothing will ever satisfy you."


    She pursed her lips before continuing, "Besides, I didn''t expect you toe back either. It''s good to eat


    the noodles anyway."


    "I don''t eat instant noodles." Terence grimaced. He ced the bowl down and crossed his arms. "Make


    some dishes for me."


    "Now?" Julia blinked and wondered what was wrong with him.


    "Is there a problem?" he arrogantly challenged.