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Chapter 198: Jared Langley Suddenly Grabbed Her Wrist

Author: Nine Xi
updatedAt: 2026-03-20

CHAPTER 198: CHAPTER 198: JARED LANGLEY SUDDENLY GRABBED HER WRIST

Rosalind Linton didn’t dare call an ambulance, but instead summoned Adrian Langley back.

By this time, Juliana Jacobs’ abdominal pain had subsided, and she was much more conscious, but Adrian Langley insisted on taking her to Hospital 547.

After a round of checks, nothing was found amiss.

Rosalind Linton’s gaze shifted, and she decisively said, "Let’s go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and have a look."

The Chinese medicine practitioner carefully checked Juliana Jacobs’ pulse and solemnly said: "You’ve consumed excessively cold items recently. You’re naturally cold and deficient in blood, and the invasion of coldness has damaged your vital energy, hence the acute abdominal pain and other severe reactions. If you truly value your health, you should avoid these things."

These words left Juliana Jacobs completely baffled.

"I haven’t even taken cold medicine recently."

She hadn’t taken any medicine for her cold and had managed to pass it onto Elias Langley instead.

Rosalind Linton thought, "What kind of meals does the Langley Family usually have?"

In a flash, Juliana Jacobs came to a realization...

That afternoon, Juliana Jacobs returned to the Langley Residence right after work.

Leona Sheridan sneered, "I set the rule that you must be home by eight every night, and you’re doing such a good job on the first day. You must have a guilty conscience, worried that your shady activities outside will be discovered, so you’re rushing back to put on an act."

"Mom," Jared Langley objected, "she’s already back on time, there’s no need to criticize her."

Juliana Jacobs wasn’t grateful for him speaking up.

"You’re saying I’m wrong for working late or coming back on time, so I’m wrong no matter what in your eyes?"

Mama Dalton stood by Leona Sheridan, glancing disdainfully at Juliana Jacobs, "Isn’t that so? If you were smart, you wouldn’t seduce the young master. How can you not have any self-awareness and keep angering our madam?"

"Mama Dalton, this is none of your business, step aside," Jared Langley said.

Mama Dalton nodded slightly and walked away.

Juliana Jacobs glanced in the direction she left, which was the kitchen.

She said nothing more and turned to go upstairs to put her bag down.

Jared Langley followed her.

Opening the door, she noticed that the room’s furnishings had changed.

She was looking around when Jared Langley came in, "I had someone tidy up your room, and noticed you brought few personal items, clearly you don’t intend to stay long."

Juliana Jacobs turned to face him, her voice calm yet sharp, "In your family, what kind of person is entitled to privacy?"

Jared Langley heard her displeasure, approached her, and took her hand into his palm.

"You never gave me a sense of security. Juliana, I wanted to know what you’re thinking, so I used my way to find the answer. Ask yourself honestly, do we seem like a couple about to get married?"

Juliana Jacobs didn’t argue, she calmly asked in return, "In your memory, what were we before?"

Jared Langley pondered, frowning slightly from a mild headache.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were very ordinary. But after you played me twice, I somehow found you particularly interesting. Yes, I said from a perspective of interest, you’re the most suitable marriage partner, but it’s not like I don’t have feelings for you. Wasn’t the time we lived together beautiful?"

Juliana Jacobs was perplexed.

Was he mixing up memories with someone else onto her?

"But you’ve seen your mother’s attitude. Even the strongest feeling can still get torn open."

With that, she turned to distance herself from him.

However, Jared Langley suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her back forcefully, and as Juliana Jacobs fell into his embrace, he encircled her waist tightly with his arm, holding her in place.

Juliana Jacobs’ whole body stiffened, she pushed against his chest as if facing an enemy, her voice trembling with tension, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"I’m your fiancé; isn’t it normal for me to do this?" Jared Langley said.

As he spoke, he released her wrist but seized her hair from behind.

"Jared, you can’t handle any stress right now! I don’t want to stress you either... I’ll cooperate by staying where you can see me, but let’s talk about other matters after you recover, okay?"

Juliana Jacobs felt severely uncomfortable with his behavior, turning her head to evade his attempts at kissing her.

Yet her resistance only fueled Jared Langley’s urge to control, not letting go but rather tightening his grip on her neck.

"Isn’t it all about marrying you after I recover?"

Jared Langley finished and moved to kiss her again.

Juliana Jacobs’ head was firmly controlled by him, just about to be kissed.

Her heart raced uncontrollably.

Just then,

"Knock, knock, knock."

The butler’s voice timely sounded at the door: "Young Master, Miss Jacobs, the master and third young master have returned. They’re inviting you both to join them for dinner in the dining room."

Jared Langley’s actions suddenly paused.

He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the dark tide in his eyes, and released her.

Juliana Jacobs immediately stepped back several steps, quickly fixing her disheveled collar, her fingertips still slightly trembling.

She tried to control her breathing, seriously saying, "Jared, what you need now is rest, and what we need between us is to get along well! If you keep acting like this, I’m afraid even the slightest goodwill we have can’t withstand the turmoil."

She reminded Jared Langley that forcing her might lead to irreparable consequences.

"Do I look like someone who responds to threats?" Jared Langley said.

"Then go ahead and try!"

Juliana Jacobs straightened her back, no longer hiding her angry emotions.

Jared Langley stared into her eyes full of resistance and devoid of any past affection, eventually feeling as if something pricked him. He slowly exhaled and abandoned any thoughts of doing more to her.

A moment later, they both went downstairs one after the other.

Jared Langley pulled out a chair for Juliana Jacobs, and with nothing to say, she sat down.

Leona Sheridan complained loudly, "Haven’t had dinner, and already can’t speak?"

Juliana Jacobs looked at her, confused.

Leona Sheridan’s anger flared at her "ignorant" demeanor, "Doesn’t your mother teach you to say thank you?"

Juliana Jacobs calmly replied, "I don’t have a mother, so I lack manners, which is why I’m only fit to speak to someone like you."

"You..."

"Enough, are we having dinner or not?" Victor Langley frowned and said.

The butler quickly began serving dishes, and Leona Sheridan snorted, her gaze shifting elsewhere.

Another stew cup was placed in front of Juliana Jacobs.

"How come there’s more?" she asked instinctively.

Jared Langley, sitting beside her as if nothing had happened, smiled softly, "As long as you’re home, I’ll have the kitchen prepare a nourishing stew cup for you."

"So this is your idea?" Juliana Jacobs asked with hidden meaning.

Jared Langley didn’t grasp her words, scooping a spoonful of soup naturally to her lips.

"This pigeon soup has been simmered for over four hours; it tastes great, have a try."

Juliana Jacobs leaned back slightly, unsure if it was reluctance to drink the soup or resistance to his feeding.

Adrian Langley, watching from the side, spoke up, "Bro, if she doesn’t want it, don’t force it."

Leona Sheridan immediately snapped, "Outrageous! Since when is it your place to speak at this table? Take your bowl and eat by the door!"

Adrian Langley lowered his head.

That’s the treatment he received in the Langley Family; even with his father present, not a word was spoken for him.

Soon after, Leona Sheridan redirected her ire to Juliana Jacobs, "The soup was specially prepared by my son for you. Drink it, or we’ll find someone to force it down, your choice!"

Juliana Jacobs looked up at her, her gaze intensifying, "What’s in this soup that you insist I must drink it, Mrs. Langley?"

Leona Sheridan was startled for a moment but quickly regained composure.

She wouldn’t find out.

She absolutely wouldn’t find out.

As Leona Sheridan was about to reply to Juliana Jacobs, a housemaid hurried in to report, "Master, madam, some police officers have come outside... saying someone here is involved with illegal substances."

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