CHAPTER 25: CHAPTER 25: DEATH WILL SEVER ALL TIES WITH YOU

"You..."

Juliana glanced at the sofa behind the door.

Everything was fine, it hadn’t been moved.

So he came in through the window.

A profound sense of exhaustion instantly gripped her.

She didn’t want to say anything, silently walking toward the bed.

"Am I so terrifying you can’t even spare me a glance?" Evan asked.

Juliana didn’t answer, but the disgust on her face gave him the answer.

Evan let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and turned her to face him.

"Who was it that promised Grandma to marry me and barged into my world? And who was it that declared at the wedding in front of everyone that they’d love me for a lifetime? What do you count that as now, going back on your word?"

Juliana laughed at his words, her smile carrying an indescribable sadness.

"Do your wedding vows count? You use them as a weapon when they benefit you, forget them when they don’t. What I promised was to love you for a lifetime, not to cover for you, nor to go die in place of your sister!"

"No one wants your life, all those were accidents."

Evan’s annoyance was evident, the veins on his forehead popping.

"Better not let baseless jealousy cloud your mind, otherwise life with the Grant Family won’t be easy."

Juliana’s expression instantly became colder than the moonlight on a winter’s night.

"Do you think these four years with the Grant Family have been joyous for me? How about giving the luck that led to the bakery explosion and me being chased and falling into the sea to your sister?"

"Could you stop mentioning her!" Evan was vexed.

"Mentioning her makes your heart ache? If you’re worried about her, why climb my window? Go be with your sister!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Evan pulled her forward harshly.

Juliana, caught off guard, cried out and fell onto the bed.

He took the opportunity to press down on her.

His tall frame exuded a strong sense of aggression, completely enveloping her.

Juliana was a bit panicked, "What do you want to do?"

Evan pinched her chin, sneering, "Mrs. Grant is quite fiery lately, that’s my fault as your husband."

Juliana raised her hand and slapped him, "My body is no longer yours, you’re not allowed to touch me."

Evan was infuriated, he originally just wanted to scare her, but now he truly wanted to deal with her.

He leaned close to her ear, "Juliana, you chose this path yourself. Since you boarded my ship, don’t think about getting off! My marriage has never been just about two people, it’s about the entire Grant Group’s image and stability! So divorce, don’t even dream about it! As for whether or not I touch you..."

He let out a cold laugh, "That’s not up to you to decide."

Juliana trembled all over, after the intense moment she slowly relaxed.

Her eyes were filled with endless hatred, yet she smiled at him.

"Alright then, my husband, how many times do you plan on going tonight?"

Evan was about to undo her bathrobe.

Hearing her words, he was taken aback.

Juliana’s voice was sweet and sultry, "Only I can make you feel good, right? So do you want my body, or your sister, pick one?"

Evan was puzzled by how quickly she changed, when a heart-wrenching cry from Stella played from the phone above Juliana’s head.

"What did you do?"

Evan snatched her phone, quickly hung up.

He was so angry that his chest heaved, "How do you have her number?"

Juliana raised an eyebrow, "If I want it, I’ll get it."

Evan squeezed her neck, "I don’t like things to go out of control, so you better know your limits."

Juliana struggled to breathe, her voice hoarse as she retorted, "What, hurt your sister’s feelings, and you want to kill me?"

"Go ahead. At least if I die, all ties with you will be cut."

She closed her eyes, but Evan loosened his grip.

"Juliana," he tried to restrain his temper, "Stop messing around, aside from being my wife, understanding me, knowing me, and living quietly with me, you have no other choice."

With that, he got out of bed, quickly changed his clothes and left.

His Stella had broken down, he was in a hurry to comfort her.

Juliana slowly sat up, tears of fear and grievance finally streaming down.

Knowing she had miscarried less than a month ago, he still acted like a brute, in his eyes, she was ultimately not even considered a person.

Juliana hugged herself tightly, trying to calm her grief.

In her life, how many choices were not hers to make.

Once she delivered the big gift on their fourth wedding anniversary, she wouldn’t have to endure anymore.

...

The next day, Juliana woke up late and decided to skip breakfast to catch up with Aetherflame’s work hours.

Mrs. Young swiftly packed breakfast for her, handing it to her as she came downstairs after washing up.

"Eat on the way. Your health is more important than work."

Juliana was about to say a grateful thank you when Mrs. Young added, "Madam doesn’t know, but President Grant came back once in the middle of the night, he was in a rush, but still stayed in your room for a few minutes."

Juliana frowned, "What was he doing in my room again?"

"Of course, to see if you were sleeping well," Mrs. Young said calmly, "Madam, President Grant has you in his heart. Couples don’t hold grudges overnight. If President Grant admits he’s wrong, you should forgive him."

Mrs. Young didn’t know how hypocritical Evan was.

Juliana didn’t take his words seriously.

Aetherflame Dynamics.

All morning, Juliana was in a bad mood and spoke little.

Until close to eleven, when Rosalind Linton called her.

"The Heart Supplement Needle application has been approved, it wasn’t easy at all, their lab has limited production capabilities, normally there would be a queue, but your husband intervened so the green light was given. Juliana, stop being stubborn, does it matter how many women he has as long as he spends on you and lets you live with dignity? Hold on tight to President Grant’s leg."

Juliana had no comment on Rosalind’s words.

But her grandfather’s medication application being approved was at least something to be happy about for her.

At the very least, Evan hadn’t used it to threaten her.

On the phone, Rosalind’s voice continued.

"You need to have the first installment of the medicine fee transferred to their company account by two in the afternoon, have you asked President Grant for the money?"

"Send me your account number. I will handle communications with them from now on, you don’t need to worry about anything else."

Without waiting for Rosalind to say anything further, Juliana hung up the phone.

A dozen seconds later, Juliana received the account information.

After verification, she transferred the money to the other party.

Summer Shaw quietly approached her from behind, craning her neck to look at her bank account.

"Hey, hey, hey, only 20 bucks left, is this all you have saved up? Evan is this stingy with his wife? How many accounts do you have?"

Juliana exited the software, turning to look at her.

"This is all I have left, are you planning to support me?"

Summer clutched her own phone tightly, "I’ve only got the whole company’s living expenses, are you really going to take them?"

Everyone knew Summer Shaw was as stingy as it got, Juliana joked and didn’t respond further.

But Summer did speak up seriously, "There’s something I have to tell you, a colleague from the legal department told me, if this investment money was transferred to you by Evan, you’d better separate it, otherwise when you guys divorce, he might have the right to claim a portion of your shares in Aetherflame Dynamics."

Aetherflame Dynamics isn’t big, Evan surely wouldn’t care, but you have to guard against him using the shares to make a fuss when the two eventually divorce.

But getting him to sign a 50 million dollar split agreement would be harder than climbing to the heavens.

Because what she understood, Evan surely understood even better.

Juliana stayed busy in the lab all day, only returning home at night.

As soon as she entered, Evan gave her a "big surprise".

Stella sat on the sofa with her hand wrapped in gauze.

Seeing her return, she immediately jumped up like a startled rabbit.

Evan stood in front of her, impeccably dressed, as if to protect her.

But his voice to Juliana was so gentle it bordered on deliberate.

"Stella will be staying with us for a while, I’ve asked Mrs. Young to prepare a guest room for her."