Todos los capítulos de Dear Ex-husband, I'll Make You Beg: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Julian didn't know when the question left his lips or why it even left in the first place. One second he was happy to see Sophia, the next, he was hearing her talk about returning to Australia, and before he knew what was happening, he was staring at her with a raging heart. His mouth opened before he could stop it. "A-are you returning to Australia because you have a man waiting for you there?" The moment the words left his lips, he regretted them. Even he could hear how ridiculous they sounded. If he could take it back he would but the deed had already been done and for some strange reason, his lips didn't seem ready to utter the words 'I didn't mean that'.Sophia had already gotten halfway to the door when she stopped walking. Slowly, she turned around and looked at him, her eyes filled with nothing but coldness. He expected anger or rage from her but seeing how calm she was made him more nervous than he had been when he entered the office. "What did you just say?" She asked qui

Julian stared at her with a confused expression, a frown slowly making its way to his face. "Why?" Serena looked at him like he was asking an obvious question. "What do you mean ' why?" She asked innocently and giggled. "To discuss the wedding plans, of course!" The office instantly fell silent.So silent that Serena could hear the quiet hum of the air conditioner. Julian stared at her for a few seconds before slowly sitting upright. "You did what?" "Informed my parents that we will be coming over so that YOU can make your intentions known and get started with the preparations." She repeated just in case he missed it the first time. Julian shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths to calm himself.It didn't work. "Have you completely lost your mind, Serena?" He asked, his tone firm, showing just how serious she was. The smile on Serena's face disappeared quickly. "Why are you shouting?" "You didn't even ask me! Why on earth would you set up a meeting without informing me first?" J

Julian sighed, massaging his temples. "I spoke to her...for the second time actually." He confessed. There was a brief pause before Zane spoke. "Alright. How did that go?" He asked even though a part of him already knew the answer. "It didn't go well," Julian replied, and he could almost feel Zane roll his eyes over the phone, his face saying, "Of course, it didn't." You idiot'. Confirming his suspicions, Zane snorted. "Wow. What a surprise." Julian didn't miss the sarcasm in his tone. Rolling his eyes, he replied. "Can you at least pretend to be sympathetic? I'm hoping through a hard time here." "No," Zane answered immediately. The blunt answer made Julian laugh again. Shaking his head, he leaned back in his chair and continued. "She's still angry." He confessed and he heard a loud sigh from Zane. "Of course she is. It would be strange if she isn't." Julian stared out the window. Then he sighed heavily, his expression filled with sadness. "I thought maybe after five years—""

There was an immediate shift in not just Julian’s expression but the entire Monroe house as soon as Papa Vale stepped in. Whatever Julian had been about to say earlier died instantly, as someone had reached into his chest and shut it off without permission.The Monroes practically lit up as soon as they saw both of Julian’s parents, rushing forward with excitement.“Mr Vale! I’m so excited to see that you made it.” Jada greeted while her husband followed behind, smiling like he was before the president.“We are so honored to have you at our home, Mr Vale, Mrs Vale.” He greeted, giving them respective handshakes while the women exchanged hugs.“The pleasure is ours, Edward.” Julian’s mother, Silvia answered on both their behalfs since her husband wasn’t much of a talker.He had a resting frown on his face like he had been forced to be here and truth to be told, he didn’t want to be here. If only his son had manned up and gotten married when he was supposed to, then he wouldn’t have had

Julian stopped outside his father’s bedroom and took a deep breath, his hand hovering over the door for a second before he finally knocked. His heart wasn’t racing anymore, but there was still a knot in his stomach, reminding him that this conversation could change everything. He had only one shot at this, and he didn’t want to mess things up.“Come in.” Anthony’s calm voice called from inside.Julian pushed the door open and stepped inside, finding his father sitting comfortably on a leather couch near the window. He held a book in his hands while a pair of reading glasses sat low on his nose as he quietly turned another page.Silvia stepped in behind Julian and reached for his hand before he could take another step. She squeezed it gently, offering him a reassuring smile that helped ease some of the tension in his chest.“You’ll be fine,” she whispered, giving his hand another squeeze. “Just say what you’ve been wanting to say.”Julian nodded, appreciating her support more than anyt