CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 77: PLUNDER

Facing the woman so close to him, the subtle rose fragrance on her body was like a drug of infatuation.

Even though they had shared a bed for many years, he had long tasted every inch of Victoria Monroe’s body.

When she suddenly got so close, his mind and breath were both captured by Victoria Monroe.

He didn’t care about those external things. With his status today, even if he gave all his assets to Victoria Monroe, he could earn them back in a very short time.

All he wanted was her.

Julian Fordham nodded, "Alright."

Victoria Monroe thought she would need to put in more effort, but she didn’t expect him to agree so easily.

What trick could he be playing?

No matter what he’s playing, she wants to seize this opportunity to get everything.

Julian Fordham asked, "If I give you the shares, will you come home?"

She corrected, "Don’t misunderstand, I’m taking my grandma home, not letting her discover our divorce, and you only need to play the role of a husband well. I don’t plan to go back on the divorce."

"Wife, no matter what the reason, it’s good as long as you come home." His eyes were full of affection for her.

If she hadn’t heard with her own ears that Rachel Hayes’s child was still there, Victoria Monroe would have been charmed by him again.

On the pretext of going home, Victoria Monroe spent a whole day running around with Julian Fordham.

From transfer agreements to property notarizations, signing heaps of documents, visiting several government offices.

Once the procedures are complete, the property will belong to her.

As long as she gets that divorce certificate smoothly, Victoria Monroe will no longer have a future with this man.

Back at the hospital, after doing a thorough check-up for grandma, Julian Fordham specially arranged a car to send the elderly woman home.

Returning to their marital home, the roses and roses in the yard were already covered in thick white snow.

In the few days she was gone, even the flowers seemed to have lost their vitality.

Julian Fordham helped grandma to the room on the first floor, patiently explaining, "This room has always been reserved for you. You can rest well at home from now on."

"Alright, you’ve been thoughtful."

Grandma held their hands together, "I will leave sooner or later, I just hope that you two can walk through this life well."

"Don’t worry, grandma, I’ll definitely take good care of Victoria."

Victoria Monroe didn’t answer, and Julian Fordham pulled his hand back and went upstairs first.

After he left, Victoria Monroe was busy with a flurry of things, checking the water temperature, laying out non-slip mats.

Afraid that grandma might not be accustomed to the new place, she personally took care of grandma’s washing, only stopping when finished.

"Girl, I’ve noticed your attitude towards Julian has been different lately, have you two been quarreling?"

Grandma feigned ignorance, and Victoria Monroe played along.

"Hmm, he did something recently that made me really angry."

"Don’t punish yourself for others’ mistakes, but if he realizes his mistakes, give him a step down, and you two live a good life together."

Victoria Monroe looked into grandma’s eyes, "What if he made an unforgivable mistake?"

"Julian, I’ve watched him grow up, loves you so much, even if he is wrong, his heart still holds you. Life is long, if every mistake caused a stir, every couple in the world would be divorced."

Grandma touched her head, "Girl, I believe in his love for you. When I’m gone someday, he can protect you and won’t let you be alone..."

Victoria Monroe explained earnestly, "But grandma, I’m not the little girl who needed you to help with a broom when a bully pushed me down. I can take care of myself, and you."

Seeing the worry in grandma’s eyes, Victoria Monroe quickly changed her tone: "Alright, alright, it’s not that serious. Quarreling or fussing with him is just temporary, we’ve been together for eighteen years, how could I be willing to leave him?"

"Besides you, he’s the most important person to me. I love him so much, I won’t leave him."

Hearing these words, grandma breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will be at peace if you two live well."

"Then rest early, stay here and accompany me from now on, I’m going back to my room now."

Victoria Monroe smiled and left the secondary bedroom. As she closed the door, the smile on her face vanished.

Grandma, I’m sorry, I even lied to you.

Once grandma believes she won’t leave Julian Fordham, with grandma’s character, she’ll voluntarily want to leave, and she can smoothly send grandma to the nursing home.

By then, all the property will have been transferred to her name, and Victoria Monroe’s plan will be successful.

After grandma goes to the nursing home, she’ll go to the hospital to terminate the pregnancy.

From now on, she is a brand-new Victoria Monroe, living only for herself!

It seems these days, she needs a strong dose.

Victoria Monroe returned to the master bedroom, where a blanket was spread on the carpet.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and a strong, alluring male body appeared in her line of sight.

The man was naked above the waist, with a loosely tied towel around his hips.

Making the contours of his chest and abdomen clearly visible, with his long legs moving, exposing the muscular lines of his calves beneath the towel.

Without the barrier of fabric, Julian Fordham not only possessed a handsome face, even his muscles seemed so strong, with aesthetically appealing lines full of tension.

His hair, usually tied at the back, was wet and hung down, obediently laying across his forehead, droplets of water from the tips sliding down his prominent nasal bone, onto his pronounced Adam’s apple, and into the edge of the towel.

This sight could be described as vividly tempting.

Victoria Monroe looked away, coldly replied, "Put on your clothes."

"Alright." The man’s voice was hoarse, filled with the lazy satisfaction after indulgence.

Victoria Monroe realized, had he just been in the bathroom...

He walked towards her step by step, Victoria Monroe looked at him warily, until he cornered her by the bed, slowly leaning down.

The warm water vapor on his body mixed with the rose scent of the shower gel rushed toward her.

Victoria Monroe sat back on the edge of the bed, but the man simply reached past her without touching her, pulling his pajamas from under her backside.

He whispered softly in her ear, "Victoria, I really won’t hurt you, don’t be afraid of me, alright?"

After he finished speaking, he retreated slowly with clothes in hand, the water droplets from his hair fell to her collar, sliding down her neck, into her back.

The chill made her body shiver.

Victoria Monroe grabbed her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

She locked the door, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

Julian Fordham, just to coax her into reconciling, even resorted to seducing her with a handsome man.

In the past, she was indeed quite taken by this tactic.

However, after the divorce, if she ever had such needs, a wave would instantly bring countless men rushing over.

As long as a woman is free from being blinded by love and isn’t bound by so-called morals, she is invincible.

Men are just men.

She doesn’t care for them.

If they like acting, then let’s see whose performance is better?

Don’t challenge her professional expertise with his amusements.

After finishing her shower, Victoria Monroe emerged to find Julian Fordham’s hair nearly dry.

His hair was short, and the hairdryer dried it quickly.

In the past, whenever he angered Victoria Monroe, he would pretend to sleep on the couch or avoid drying his hair to gain her sympathy.

If a woman cares about you, she’ll think you have cancer just from hearing you cough.

But if she doesn’t care, even if you were hanging yourself, she’d think you were playing on a swing.

Victoria Monroe intended to use this opportunity to send her grandmother away; she had to play this role perfectly.

She tossed him a clean towel and snapped, "Wipe your hair dry before sleeping."

Julian Fordham felt a surge of happiness in his heart.

This was a sign of Victoria Monroe’s softening.

He dried his hair, turned off the lights, and his mouth curved upwards slightly.

Victoria would soon be able to forgive him!

He started to reflect on his actions during this period and realized he had been too impulsive, driven to madness by Rhys Hawthorne.

Thinking carefully, Victoria Monroe had been with him for eighteen years. What did Rhys Hawthorne have with her?

Anything Rhys could give her, he could too.

Victoria, I’m sorry. From now on, I will surely accompany you well.

As for the issue of the IVF, he’d put it on hold for now.

Wait until Victoria Monroe accepts him again, then start when she’s willing.

As long as Victoria Monroe returns to him, he’s willing to give anything.

After undergoing this experience, he understood her place in his heart.

Even if it means death, he won’t let go.

The next day, the weather was beautiful, and after days of gloom, the skies cleared, and the heavy snow finally stopped.

Julian Fordham indulged in a rare long sleep and wasn’t even aware of Victoria Monroe leaving.

He rushed downstairs, finding an elder and a child watching TV in the living room.

Victoria Monroe narrated the TV storyline to the elder, sunlight falling upon her face.

She wore no makeup, her delicate face was fresh and unmatched in beauty.

Sandwiches and sliced fruits were laid on the dining table.

She had left breakfast for herself, making Julian Fordham overjoyed.

Hope nuzzled against Julian Fordham’s pant leg, prompting him to kneel and pet its head, "Go to Mom."

Hope seemed to have sensed Victoria Monroe’s pregnancy and dared not jump on her, instead sticking closer to Julian.

Julian Fordham noticed Victoria Monroe secretly showing signs of softening.

He decided to take advantage of the moment, ordering groceries to prepare a lavish lunch at home for Victoria Monroe.

Midway, he received a call from Lana Jameson, and upon hearing her request, he furrowed his brow, "Mom, what do you want with this villa?"

"I’ve lived in my current house for years. I remember that small villa has good lighting and is in a great location, so just give it to me."

"No way, I’ve already planned to sell it."

"What’s the point of selling it? Just handle it for me."

Victoria Monroe inadvertently overheard as she passed by and immediately realized the small villa was currently occupied by Rachel Hayes.

Lana Jameson intended to gift the house to Rachel Hayes, huh, this "mother-in-law" was certainly generous.

The mistress wants to live in a villa?

She went upstairs and called a private detective. Ever since discovering the affair, she had been preparing for divorce.

Back then, fearing Julian Fordham’s refusal to divorce, she had strategized beforehand, instructing the detective to investigate them to gather more information for any needs.

Victoria Monroe lowered her voice, "It’s me, list the money Julian Fordham spent on Rachel Hayes during our marriage and send it to me."

Hoping to take her marital assets, she’s dreaming!

Victoria Monroe had just come downstairs when she saw blood flowing from Julian Fordham’s fingers. He looked up and asked, "Victoria, where’s the medical kit?"

Seeing the scarlet blood, Victoria Monroe thought of the night her wrist bled.

She suppressed the hatred in her eyes and swiftly ran towards Julian Fordham.

Feigning a worried expression, she grabbed his hand, "How can you be so careless? You’re so grown up, yet you still manage to cut your hand while cooking?"

Her grandmother looked at them, making Victoria grit her teeth as she threw caution to the wind.

Just like every time she was hurt and Julian Fordham helped her, she lowered her head and took his finger into her mouth.

Julian Fordham felt her warm lips lightly sucking his finger, instantly losing all reason.

His pupils darkened, breath grew heavy, and he warned with a throaty voice, "Victoria, don’t, don’t do this, it’s dirty..."