Out of Control: Into Your Everything-Chapter 176: Quarrels at the Head of the Bed, Reconciliation at the Foot

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Quarrels at the Head of the Bed, Reconciliation at the Foot

The thin fury in Scarlett Shaw’s eyes spread through every word, making her increasingly calm.

After all, people are selfish.

She is too.

Otherwise, how could she, at such a moment, when Julian Ford was trying his best to give her everything good, utter such ice-cold words, stabbing him one cut after another.

But the beast in her heart clamored, unable to be quelled.

As Scarlett spoke these words, she gradually realized that her current self overlapped with the self who complained about her mother at the hospital entrance.

Even overlapping with her mother.

She was nothing like the brave and beautiful existence Julian Ford described; she was the worst, the most selfish, the one who wouldn’t consider others.

"You can think like that."

Julian Ford’s cold voice brought Scarlett back to her senses.

As he finished speaking, he set her down from his body.

She instinctively went to grab his hand, "Sorry, I..."

"No need to apologize to me."

Julian Ford held her hand, speaking calmly as water:

"You’re not wrong. Indeed, I am selfish. From the moment I kept you by my side, my heart indeed only thought of myself."

"I just thought that being with you was happier than any time before. I couldn’t bear to lose your warmth, so I forcibly kept you by my side. When the time comes, I’ll leave, and as for what happens to you, I’ve never put it first."

"Even the conflicts with my parents this time, I just used you as a guise, as an excuse to vent my grievances against them. As you said, I never truly considered your feelings from the start, and even now, I haven’t."

"In fact, I can tell you now, if I had to do it all over again, I would still do the same."

They looked into each other’s eyes.

They saw the love for each other in each other’s eyes.

Also, the honest pain.

Scarlett’s words were heartfelt.

Julian Ford’s words were also sincere. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

No hysterical arguments, no losing face by pointing fingers and hurling insults; both were incredibly calm, speaking the most honest words.

They didn’t hurt each other, but merely speaking of reality was already enough to make the heart ache.

In the silent confrontation, Julian Ford first lowered his head, leaned over to kiss her pale lips, and withdrew shortly after, saying:

"What I said today, I won’t take back. There’s still a long time for you to consider slowly."

He paused and mildly added:

"If you think seeing me as a very selfish person makes you feel better, you can keep thinking that way."

Julian Ford never cared about how others perceived him.

Even in front of Scarlett.

However, to him, others’ viewpoints were not important, whereas the self he presented before Scarlett was genuine. If she saw him like this, it meant he truly was that kind of person.

He had nothing to explain for himself.

The sound of the door shutting was light and subtle.

Scarlett walked to the window. The car Aaron Carson drove them back in was still parked in the same place downstairs, the driver’s seat door open, and Aaron was holding an umbrella, walking toward her building.

Soon, Aaron was holding an umbrella for Julian Ford, returning to the car.

Scarlett was slightly startled, belatedly realizing that Julian Ford had already planned to leave tonight before coming to her home.

He had foreseen what she was going to say to him.

...

A few days later, Scarlett went to the hospital for a dressing change. Josiah Sutton, noticing she seemed absent-minded with a heavy heart, raised an eyebrow and said, "Still thinking about how to talk to Julian about that matter?"

Scarlett: "..."

They already messed up the conversation, what’s there left to think about.

Scarlett was very troubled.

Extremely troubled.

She’s been having nightmares for days, dreaming about dancing on Julian Ford’s grave, waking up in a cold sweat, and then remembering she once indeed had such a dream.

At the time, she even secretly laughed about it.

Now, karma’s come, not crying is considered strong.

"I messed it up."

Scarlett decided to give up and said.

Josiah Sutton didn’t expect Scarlett to be so efficient, and wasn’t surprised by the result of the messy talk. He comforted her, "Don’t blame yourself. I tried to persuade Julian for nearly a year without success. It’s normal for you to talk just once and mess it up."

Scarlett looked at him quietly, "Josiah, you and I, we should be somewhat different."

Josiah Sutton couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re indeed more important to Julian. Try a few more times, maybe in half a year, you might succeed."

Scarlett: "..."

Half a year, who knows if by then, she really will see Julian Ford’s grave covered with grass.

Scarlett was frustrated, sad, and desperate.

"I couldn’t control my temper, and said something too harsh first."

She sighed, seriously reflecting on her mistakes and lessons.

"I know better than anyone how tough his current situation is, and he’s trying his best to be good to me. Yet not only did I not appreciate it, I also blamed him. Seems next time, I need to change approach, alter the strategy."

The specifics of a couple’s quarrel and conflict are naturally too private to disclose.

But Josiah Sutton somewhat guessed the general direction, thought for a bit, and said, "I’ll find time to talk to him as well."

Scarlett nodded, seemingly remembered something, and said, "But he told me this morning that he is going on a business trip for the next week, not in Capitoline."

Josiah Sutton was a bit surprised, teasing, "I thought after your quarrel, you’d have a cold war for several days. Didn’t expect you’re already like an old married couple, making up soon after fighting at the bedside."

"Different issues shouldn’t be confused."

Scarlett touched her nose.

"As long as his illness isn’t mentioned, he and I are still good partners."

Even last night, they managed to do something on the balcony.

After a dressing change, Scarlett was ready to leave the hospital. Josiah Sutton, with a surgery coming up in twenty minutes, only walked her to the elevator.

Scarlett casually glanced over a ward, suddenly recalling something, and asked, "Josiah, there was a police officer who’s been shot in the abdomen; has he been discharged?"

Josiah Sutton: "Are you referring to Officer Theodore Carson?"

Scarlett didn’t know the officer’s name, but guessing it was him, she nodded.

"He just woke up last week, hadn’t even lain there for a week, and he was already eager to get discharged. We couldn’t persuade him otherwise, claimed he couldn’t afford to miss the task, truly dedicated and hardworking."

Josiah Sutton answered every question, pausing afterward, rather surprised, saying,

"You know him too?"

Scarlett was slightly stunned, "Also?"

Josiah Sutton, "Julian also inquired about Officer Carson, but that was when he was first brought in, while he was still unconscious."

Previously at the hospital, Julian Ford had asked Anna Ford whether she wanted to investigate her relationship with that Officer Carson.

Scarlett didn’t respond at the time.

Later, busy with work and still having no answers in her heart concerning the remarks Anna Ford made to her,

She didn’t realize Julian Ford had taken it to heart.

Given Julian Ford’s meticulousness and ability to act, he likely did more than just ask Josiah Sutton for Officer Carson’s name after that, possibly taking other actions but didn’t inform her, also considering her own uncertainties now about wanting to pursue the truth.

Thinking of this, Scarlett somewhat missed her stubborn, hard-mouthed, non-compliant boyfriend.

They broke up.

How could she bear to do so!

Unexpectedly, that night, Scarlett actually ran into Officer Carson himself at the police station.

The reason Scarlett went to the police station was because when she got home from work that evening, she found the car Julian Ford had given her had been vandalized.