Out of Control: Into Your Everything-Chapter 105: Don’t Even Think About It

It’s just a pity, that tree hole is a mirage.

It could disperse and disappear at any moment.

The unclear will was pulled back when Julian Ford’s lips were at her ear, softly saying, "Come back to the Cloud Mansion with me tonight."

Scarlett Shaw suddenly pushed him away, her heart still racing, firmly refusing, "Julian, don’t even think about it."

Julian tidied his clothes that Scarlett had crumpled, staring at her flushed cheeks, and said clearly, "Is it only me thinking about it, Scarlett? Weren’t you quite enthusiastic when you responded to me?"

Scarlett: "..."

She was at a loss for words, unable to come up with an excuse.

Just now, she was quite enthusiastic too.

Just that——

"Julian, did you ask me to follow you today just for this?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

The lingering thoughts in Scarlett’s heart, upon realizing this, completely dissipated.

She even felt like kicking this man into the middle of the road.

How is this different from playing with her feelings?

Of course, Julian evidently didn’t care whether his intentions were seen through by her, he still said indifferently:

"Before, you were concerned that I was engaged and didn’t let me touch you. Now, you’re single, and I have no engagement, what reason do you have to refuse?"

"..."

She was really baffled by his logic.

"I may be single, but that doesn’t mean just because you have no one around, I have to be your bed partner, Julian. Don’t think just because I like you, you can do whatever you want."

Julian remained unmoved, "You’ve been with me once, you should know, even if you don’t want to, I have a hundred ways to make you be with me a second time."

Julian spoke these words calmly and rationally.

He wasn’t threatening her; he was stating a fact.

Anger surged in Scarlett’s heart, but she also knew that clashing head-on with Julian would lead her to no good outcome.

After pondering for a moment, Scarlett said, "I believe you won’t threaten me again."

Julian raised an eyebrow at her, "?"

Scarlett: "Julian, I can’t say I know you inside out, but I know, having spent the past six months together, even if you don’t have romantic feelings for me, you definitely wouldn’t force me to do anything again, right?"

In her clear, earnest almond eyes, there was untainted trust.

Scarlett thought, she’s elevating him this high, surely he wouldn’t be so foolish to fall from grace, would he?

Julian stared at her for a while, pondering something unknown.

But fortunately, in the end, the man seemed to compromise and merely said, "Let’s leave it for now then."

The word "now" had quite a deep meaning.

Scarlett squinted, wanting to say something, but Julian had already turned and was heading towards the car.

Scarlett followed, got into the car, thinking Julian was taking her home, but unexpectedly, they stopped outside a dessert shop.

The dessert shop was located in the old district, simply decorated, devoid of the influencer vibe most dessert shops have, and it was clear that it was a place that had been open for many years.

When Scarlett got out of the car with Julian, she unexpectedly said, "How did you know I felt like eating something sweet right now?"

Just a while ago in the car, she was thinking of buying a piece of cake downstairs to take home and eat.

Julian looked down at her and said bluntly, "You’re overthinking it, I didn’t know you wanted to eat."

Scarlett: "..."

Julian went inside the shop and skillfully headed to the second floor to sit down.

At the same time, a staff member also familiarly brought over a small cake to the table.

Compared to the many beautiful and aesthetically pleasing cakes nowadays, this one was ordinary, without any distinct features.

It was one of those old-fashioned types.

Scarlett took a bite and it tasted like childhood.

Looking again at Julian, he was also elegantly eating with a small spoon, but seemingly deep in thought, looking out of the window.

Scarlett spoke as she nearly finished the cake, "Julian, you actually have the habit of eating desserts after meals. I almost thought today was your birthday."

Julian’s fingers, holding the small spoon, paused slightly, put down the utensils, and looked up at her, "What makes you think it isn’t?"

Scarlett was caught off guard and was silent.

Of course, she knew because she had secretly investigated.

After returning from Bryland, driven by the unwillingness of being humiliated by him and inner curiosity, along with burgeoning feelings, Scarlett had learned Julian’s birthday from Aaron Carson.

At the time, she even asked Aaron why Julian never celebrated his birthday.

Aaron’s reaction was strange as he said, "Why wouldn’t he? Every year on President Ford’s birthday, the Ford family holds a banquet. Moreover, such a day is a great opportunity for the elites to form connections and talk business, so it’s impossible not to celebrate."

And what Scarlett learned from Aaron clearly stated that Julian’s birthday wasn’t today.

Of course, this behavior made her seem overly infatuated with him, which Scarlett would never admit.

So she vaguely said, "I accidentally saw it on some news."

After all, for a prominent figure like Julian, such information as his birthday is not a secret.

Julian raised an eyebrow, "Didn’t you say your affection for me would quickly fade, yet you specifically checked my birthday?"

"I told you it was accidental, not intentional."

Scarlett resolutely refused to admit it.

"Julian, stop thinking so highly of yourself. Besides, humans have something called curiosity, didn’t you act like you got provoked that day? I was curious about your sore spots, is that not allowed?"

Julian gave a cold snort, "If you know it’s a sore spot, yet you still provoke it."

Scarlett: "What if, by provoking it, the pain goes away?"

Julian looked at her with a hint of a smile.

Scarlett, in Julian’s silence, gradually realized what his initial words meant.

She exclaimed, "Is today really your birthday?"

Julian responded with a light "Mm".

Scarlett mumbled, "I thought you never celebrate birthdays."

Julian narrowed his eyes at her, "Can’t get enough of talking back, huh?"

Scarlett felt wronged.

She was genuinely asking out of curiosity.

Evidently, with Julian’s disposition, him telling her today was his birthday was already indulging her greatly. To press further would be futile.

However, Scarlett seized a chance to go to the restroom and sneakily went downstairs, asking a staff member, "Does the handsome guy I came with come to your shop every year?"

"Are you referring to Mr. Ford?"

"Yes."

Staff member: "Are you Mr. Ford’s...?"

Scarlett had a flash of inspiration and said, "I’m his long-lost sister."

Staff member: "..."

Scarlett wanted to subtly ask something out, preferably something like Julian’s Achilles’ heel which she could leverage if he ever threatened her again.

The staff member’s lips moved, yet before speaking, their gaze went past Scarlett’s shoulder, landing behind her.

The conversation was abruptly cut off.

Scarlett turned around to find Julian had come downstairs at some point, holding her bag in one hand, his broad shoulders and indifferent expression exuding full boyfriend vibes.

"Scarlett."

Julian stepped in front of her, looking down, "Have you ever heard the phrase ’curiosity killed the cat’?"

Scarlett: "I’ve also heard of Schrödinger’s cat."

Until the outcome is revealed, any possibility exists.