CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 475 ANNOYING MOTHER-IN-LAW (2)_1

It was such a woman who had their CEO absolutely smitten—well, she certainly had the assets. Any other man would likely adore a woman like the CEO’s wife just the same.

Secretary Yang mentally rated Julia Bluen.

"No need, I can go in by myself. Thank you, Sister Yang." Julia smiled and declined Secretary Yang’s kind offer, making her way to Glades Horne’s CEO’s Office alone. The four bodyguards walked to the office door and stopped, positioning themselves on either side of the entrance.

Secretary Yang couldn’t help but inwardly feel a pang of envy. The CEO’s wife has such an entourage... like a queen. Any woman would be envious.

Inside the office, Glades Horne was already standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the soft winter sun outside. With the sunlight, even the lowest temperatures seemed less biting. The sky above was quiet, with no wind or rain.

It was a clear winter afternoon that should, by all rights, uplift one’s spirits.

On the streets below, crowds came and went incessantly.

With only a few days left until New Year’s, everyone’s enthusiasm for shopping was even higher. People were busy buying New Year’s goods—food, household items, clothing; everything was on their lists.

Light footsteps approached from behind, not the click-clack of high heels.

Glades Horne’s handsome face instantly turned frosty.

How is Secretary Yang managing things? Did someone just walk in without knocking?

But the next moment, as if a thought struck him, he spun around. Seeing Julia Bluen walking toward him, his handsome face once again softened, showcasing a chameleon’s remarkable adaptability. It became as gentle as the soft, warm winter sun outside the window.

Julia couldn’t help but marvel at how quickly this man could change his demeanor.

Still, for someone in the business world, especially an industry titan like him, expressions needed to be fluid. This prevented others from easily discerning his thoughts. If people couldn’t read his mind, they couldn’t find his vulnerabilities. Wasn’t this a form of self-preservation?

"What brings you here?" Glades asked, already moving. He rushed forward, eager to lift Julia as if she couldn’t walk herself, or perhaps as if he’d feel intensely uncomfortable if he didn’t embrace his beloved wife the moment he saw her.

"Don’t pick me up, I’m very heavy now." Two people in one body; it would be strange if I weren’t.

Julia caught his strong arm, stopping him from lifting her. Instead, she leaned into his embrace, hugging his waist tightly.

This was her way of seeking comfort.

Glades guided her to the sofa, and they sat down, his arm still around her. He didn’t ask any questions.

The couple sat in silence.

Yet, the silent atmosphere seemed to swirl around them as they communicated heart-to-heart.

Glades, I’m sorry, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t taken Adele out shopping, those rumors wouldn’t have spread so quickly.

Julia, it’s not your fault. You were caring for Adele, not wanting her to get bored cooped up at home. Besides, what’s meant to happen will happen.

But I still feel like it’s my fault.

I don’t like you taking the blame for everything. Julia, you are my wife, the one I cherish in my palm and dote on. I’ve got this! Don’t try to shoulder everything yourself.

Adele must be heartbroken, so upset.

It’s the path she chose. No matter how heartbroken or upset she is, she has to walk it to the end. Our help is limited; we can only ensure she and the baby have their basic needs met.

That damned guy with the surname Black, which corner of the Earth is he hiding in? Why is there still no news? He couldn’t possibly be a Spaceman, could he?

Even if he’s a Spaceman, I’ll drag him out one day. No one can harm my family and get away scot-free!

You’re incredible.

If I weren’t, how could I protect you?

I know. You’ve always protected me, ever since we were little.

Glades Horne’s gaze softened, and the arm around her tightened slightly.

The heart-to-heart exchange between husband and wife briefly ceased.

KNOCK KNOCK. The sudden sound came from the door.

Hearing the knock, Julia instinctively tried to pull away from Glades’s embrace, but he held her fast.

They were husband and wife; what was wrong with a little affection? Whose business was it anyway?

"Come in!"

The deep, authoritative voice was unmistakably Glades Horne’s.

Secretary Yang pushed the door open and entered. Seeing the couple’s intimate embrace, a smile touched her eyes; she found the scene warm and endearing.

"CEO, the manager of XX Jewelry Shop personally delivered the necklace you purchased."

Glades waved his hand. Secretary Yang, understanding his unspoken command, retreated from the office, allowing the jewelry shop manager to enter.

This was the manager from the luxurious jewelry shop on the main Pedestrian Street, the same one Julia and Adele Horne had visited after their meal.

As the manager entered, Glades Horne didn’t even turn his head. He simply commanded coldly, "Place the necklace down and leave."

The manager had hoped to use this chance to curry favor with Glades Horne, but she hadn’t expected him to deny her even a minute, instructing her merely to leave the necklace and depart.

"Glades, what necklace did you buy?" Julia asked curiously.

She gently moved his arm from around her and curiously picked up the velvet box the manager had placed on the coffee table. When she opened it, she froze.

This was the same exorbitantly priced necklace she had admired in the jewelry shop.

In just a few short hours, he had actually purchased it for her.

"You rarely show interest in jewelry; you prefer plain things. I gave you so much jewelry for our wedding, but I’ve hardly seen you wear any of it. It’s rare for you to take a liking to a piece like this. Fortunately, the price was something your husband could manage, so of course, I had to get it for you. Here, let me help you put it on." Glades took the necklace from her hands, turning slightly to gently place it around her neck.

Just this one necklace was enough to enhance her noble aura to the fullest, making her appear more dignified than those women draped in gold and silver.

"I bet if I said I fancied the moon, you’d find a way to pluck it from the sky for me," Julia remarked, her words a sweet tease disguised as a complaint.

"Good that you know," Glades said.