Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 326: Her Life Has Always Been Marked by Abandonment

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Her Life Has Always Been Marked by Abandonment

Elias Langley took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the turmoil within him, and wrapped his arm forcefully around her waist, pressing her tighter against his embrace, while his voice, restrained, sounded deep and hoarse.

"Behave yourself, I’ll deal with you later."

Juliana Jacobs seemed shocked by the overly intimate confinement and threat, raising her hazy eyes to look at him.

"Elias Langley, after divorcing Evan, he gave me a trust fund of two billion US dollars as alimony. If I divorce you, how much are you planning to give me?"

Her words were clear, seemingly unaffected by intoxication.

Elias Langley’s hand resting on his leg suddenly clenched, the veins on the back of his hand subtly visible.

He stared ahead and ironically laughed.

"Unfortunately, I have no money. I can’t spare you any family assets, so this divorce isn’t happening."

He waited for her reaction, whether she would refute or continue with nonsensical words.

However, the person in his arms remained motionless for a long time.

Elias Langley looked down to see that the woman who had spoken astonishingly prior was now breathing evenly and deeply, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings quietly resting on her eyelids, fast asleep.

It seemed like her previous question about divorce and the astronomical alimony was merely drunken rambling in a dream.

Elias Langley’s prepared explanations and overwhelming emotions could only turn into a barely noticeable sigh.

Due to the effects of alcohol, Juliana Jacobs slept soundly, unaware of Elias Langley bathing her and tucking her into bed.

The next day upon waking, her head slightly ached.

As she raised her hand to rub it, Elias Langley sat by the bedside, holding a teacup.

"Got a headache? Drink this first; it’s good for sobering up and nourishing the stomach."

Though his voice was gentle, the thought that he might have used this tone with other women made Juliana somewhat repulsed.

But she wasn’t going to let her body suffer, so she took the teacup from Elias Langley’s hand, drank it all, and returned the empty cup before getting out of bed to freshen up.

The toothpaste was already squeezed out on the sink, and the face towel placed alongside.

All these were prepared personally by him.

Previously, receiving such care from him warmed her heart, yet now she felt no ripples within.

After freshening up, they went downstairs one after another.

Juliana Jacobs held a tablet to deal with work accumulated the previous day.

Elias Langley pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down with the tablet in her arms, not giving him a glance.

The man took the tablet from her hand and placed a bowl of prepared porridge in front of her.

"Don’t work during meals; it’s bad for the stomach."

Juliana didn’t respond to him, just bowed her head and drank the porridge.

Noticing her coldness, Elias Langley used his chopsticks to pick a piece of law-made pickled ginger and placed it on the dish in front of her.

"The kitchen made this especially for you, try it."

In front of her, the small dish still held unfinished bean sprouts, and seeing the small addition to the dish, she put down her chopsticks and turned to Steward Fay who was standing by. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Replace my dish, please."

Steward Fay froze briefly but went to the kitchen nonetheless.

She continued drinking her porridge, Elias Langley’s gaze lingered on her face for two seconds before asking, "You haven’t spoken to me since you woke up until now. Are you really that angry?"

This time, Juliana responded but still didn’t look at him.

"I appreciate your goodwill, Mr. Langley, but save your drool for other women. I have a cleanliness obsession and can’t accept dirty things."

Elias Langley set down his chopsticks, his face deep.

"Why won’t you trust me even now?"

Juliana’s face outlined a mocking smile, "Not only do I not trust you, I don’t trust anyone."

Throughout her life, she has always been abandoned.

By her parents, family, and even those relationships once thought unbreakable.

Every time she thought she had grasped a bit of sincerity, it turned out she was deluded.

She barely managed to muster courage again, giving her trust to Elias Langley, but what this man was doing, he never actively told her.

No matter the motivation, she felt heartbroken and deeply distressed.

Seeing her reluctance to talk to him, Elias Langley didn’t erupt like other women, but each thorn on her body was aiming at him.

So he stood and walked to her side, gently placing his palm on her shoulder, immediately sensing her tense rejection.

He didn’t insist, just spoke to her gently, "Everything has its purpose in appearing. You’re the only woman I have, Clara Fairchild doesn’t threaten you."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand and left the dining room.

He understood her well; at this moment, any excessive explanation would have backfired, pushing them further apart. Leaving those words for her to ponder over was the only way to break down her defenses.

Juliana stirred the porridge in her bowl, releasing a faint, cold hum through her nose.

After breakfast, Raine Kane came to take her to work.

"Juliana, are we heading to the company first today?" Raine asked while starting the car.

Juliana cast her clear eyes towards the window, "To Athenor!"

Raine’s hand on the steering wheel paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing beneath his eyes.

"Since you’re aware... Mr. Langley doesn’t harbor real desire for that woman, keeping her around for other purposes, why do you bother going to her?"

Juliana’s lips curved into a faint smile that didn’t reveal any emotion, "Projects need someone to push them forward; I’m the rightful Mrs. Langley, so why shouldn’t I go?"

Raine understood her intentions and turned the direction, driving towards Athenor.

They passed through the revolving door and approached the elevator where the previous night’s manager reappeared.

He was about to hand over his shift, but upon seeing Juliana, his face bore the customary respectful smile.

"Miss, this is a strict membership-only establishment, and we’ve closed for the day, so we’re unable to let you in."

Juliana was about to speak when Felicity’s voice came from the revolving door.

"Manager Lowell, since when did this place have such high standards that even my sister is left outside?"

The manager’s insincere smile stiffened.

Felicity approached, looking at him as if he were mere dust.

"You have poor vision; let me introduce you—a twenty-billion US dollar trust holder and the actual head of Aetherflame Dynamics, this is Miss Jacobs. What, is the standing of the Felicity Family combined with her own status not enough for this shabby place of yours?"

The manager’s face instantly paled, and the bow he offered changed from courtesy to one of servility.

"I dare not! My apologies to President Jacobs for offending. Madam Paxton, whom might President Jacobs be seeking? Allow me to show the way."

"No need," Juliana’s voice was indifferent, "I’m looking for Clara Fairchild. Tell me where he is, and I’ll make my way."

The manager told her Clara Fairchild’s resting room number, and Juliana, Felicity, and Raine entered the elevator.

"Madam Paxton comes at quite the right time," Juliana remarked.

Felicity watched the ascending elevator numbers, speaking solemnly, "This place is frequented by influential figures. The boss cannot afford offense, thus there’s no surveillance or recording. My husband sent me here."

Juliana instantly understood Sean Paxton was monitoring her.

She glanced at Raine, who nodded in acknowledgment, implying she’d handle it later.

Felicity continued, "Old Mr. Paxton insisted my husband obtain Clara Fairchild’s biological materials. Does that interest you?"

Juliana’s gaze deepened as she smiled, without answering directly, asking instead, "So Madam Paxton plans to join me in dealing with the mistress?"

Felicity recognized her answer and looked at her with newfound propriety.

"My husband directed me to earn Mrs. Langley’s trust, helping deal with the mistress is the least I can do."

Juliana nodded, "Considering how kind you are, I naturally reciprocate. Since Mr. Paxton is so eager to obtain Clara Fairchild’s biological samples, then I shall gift him with the ’present’ he’s been dreaming of."

Felicity was baffled, "If Clara Fairchild’s identity were to be checked, wouldn’t it..."

As the elevator door opened, Juliana did not respond, promptly walking out.