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For the first time in her life, Hillary felt the urge to hit someone. She glared at him coldly. “Julian, don’t do anything in my name.”
If she could completely ignore Julian at first and treat all his actions as a transparent person, she was now fed
up wi up with him.
Seeing the disgust in her eyes, the smile on Julian’s lips froze. He had been working tirelessly these past few days, learning everything he could. His mentor told him that if he wanted someone to fall in love with him, he needed to become the person they admired–do the things they cherished.
His mentor also said that many had succeeded before him, but he didn’t know which step he had gone wrong so that she would look at him with such eyes. Thinking of this, Julian could not hide the disappointment in his heart
“I did these things because of you.” In the past, he would not have paid attention to these things. Even if someone begged in front of him, he would not necessarily reach out to help.
Now, in order to please Hillary, he did things that he would never have done before. Didn’t she naturally like to pity these weak people? He was also willing to help those people, for her sake, to become like her
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Little did he know that Hillary not only did not change her view of him but also had a raging fire in her heart Looking at Julian’s appearance, she completely turned cold, raised her hand and slapped him hard. The emotions she had been suppressing for a long time completely erupted. “Julian, aren’t you ashamed of yourself? I’ve already said that I don’t love you anymore. Why do you keep pestering me?”
Julian froze, shock flashing across his face before giving way to anger. His expression darkened, his gaze turning sharp and piercing. “Hillary, did you just slap me? Since I was a child, no one has dared to hit me. How dare you treat me like this?”
He was furious. In his rage, he smashed everything around him. He also kicked over the table. Some people present exclaimed, frightened by him.
A waiter came over but was scared away by his blood–red eyes. Hillary took a step back; her eyes were as cold as ice and her tone was sternly warning, “Julian, don’t make a scene in public.”
The next second, her breathing slightly tightened as Julian’s eyes grew fiery and he grasped her neck. He was trembling with anger. “Hillary, if I could, I really want to lock you up.”
Julian never imagined that loving someone would be so painful that just thinking about Hillary made his bones ache. How could a woman be so cruel? Hillary could be so gentle and friendly to beggars on the street. Why was she always cold–faced towards him?
Where was he worse than those people? Why was she so ruthless to him? A dark thought took root in Julian’s
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mind. He didn’t want to play by the rules anymore. He wanted to lock Hillary up:
It was the best way. Although it was troublesome, it could prevent future troubles. Julian wanted Hillary to have
only him in his world, but he also didn’t want her to hate him
Hillary saw the change of emotions in his eyes. Just when she thought Julian was about to attack, a drop of blood and tears rolled down from his bloodshot e
eyes.
He slowly let go of her. His expression was painful, fragile and with confusion and questioning, as well as a humble request, “Hillary, why can you extend a helping hand to the beggars on the roadside, but you are not willing to be even a little bit soft–hearted to me? My dear, I am also a person who needs help. Look at me, help me. Even if it’s
just pity, I’ll take it,”
Hillary frowned at him. Her palmprint left an undeniable mark on Julian’s fair face, making Julian look extremely desolate at the moment. Yet, her heart remained icy. Her tone was firm and almost harsh, “Julian, I can’t give you
what you want.”
Julian’s face was extremely miserable. He initially thought that finding Hillary was hope, but now he realized that
despair outweighed hope. “Hillary, how can you be so cruel to me? Do you think I won’t give up on you?”
