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Taming My Cold Husband Chapter 42
Julian stared at the vague sketch of a burly man with neon green spiky hair and a nose that looked like it had been broken one too many times, a huge gash marring his bald head."This was what she remembered?" he asked, scrunching up his nose."Yes, sir," Philip replied. "According to her, there was one time where the blindfold had ridden high on her face, enabling her to see a little bit before she was discovered.""Hmm, that's fine. Spread this all over, including the black market. I want him found at any cost," Julian ordered, a dark glint fleeting across his features.Philip trembled slightly, feeling immense sorrow for the guy. When Julian finally finds him, there's no telling what he'll do."Sure, sir. I'll do as you've said. Would you like to go out for lunch?" Philip inquired."No, just send up some salad."Philip started to say something but was cut off by Julian's glare. He sighed, "Alright, sir, I'll send some salad up," he said and took his leave.Julian's mind wandered of
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Leslie huffed out a heavy breath as she sat down on her high stool, pulling a cotton handkerchief from the back pocket of her jeans and dabbing at the beads of sweat that clung stubbornly to her forehead. A bottle of water was perched on a stand near her. She reached for it and took two big gulps from it."Woo! This is always harder to do than it looks," she muttered, he muscles screaming at her for subjecting them such torture. The air was thick with the scent of paintings and dust. She had spent the whole afternoon cooped up in her studio, cleaning out the old junk and properly organizing all her painting supplies. Anna had even volunteered to help her out, but she'd chased her away, determined to clean it on her own, giving herself the much-needed distraction from a certain hazel-eyed man. But it was all a futile attempt because, immediately after she stopped whatever she was doing, her thoughts would float to Julian."Ugh, why can't I stop thinking about Mr. Iceberg, as B had so
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Dinner was filled with occasional chatter from Eleanor and Vanessa, with Alexander butting in when necessary. Julian and Leslie kept to themselves and focused on their meals.“Try this, my darling,” Eleanor said, passing a slice of fluffy garlic bread to Alexander.“Oh mom, you know how to spoil me so much,” Alexander cooed, passing a glance at Julian and smirking as he collected the food from his mother. Julian didn't even so much as blink; he just continued with his food. Leslie felt a wave of heartache.*Why is mother-in-law like this? This overly display of affection is sickening even for me. I can't imagine how Julian tolerates all this,* she thought.“Julian,” she called out for the first time since Alexander and co. arrived.“Hmm?” Julian replied, his eyes on hers. So were the rest of the family’s. She scooped up some Bolognese and pouted.“I'm full. I can't finish all this. Will you help me?” she asked, blinking her eyelashes.Julian, stunned by her cute display of affection b
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"Sure, go on ahead," Julian answered."why is the relationship between you and your family so estranged?"Julian stiffened at the question, then he sank further into the chair and cleared his throat. "It has always been like that," he said, his eyes drifting to Leslie to see if he would find pity, which he despised, but he was only met with her clear gaze urging him to continue. "My brother has always been the family's favorite, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. I'm not sure it has anything to do with me," he stated, scratching the side of his jaw.Leslie was once again overridden by heartache. She scooted closer to him and placed her hands on his, willing him to look at her. He didn't, and she knew why. This was the second time he was sharing something this personal with her, and she knew he didn't want her to see him vulnerable."Look at me, Julian," she cooed softly, and Julian finally pulled his gaze to her."I'm sorry you had to go through all this alone. I'm here any d
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The hospital's elevator climbed up slowly as Leslie and Samantha waited patiently. Samantha turned to Leslie."You look different," she muttered, her gaze scrutinizing Leslie.Leslie straightened, feeling a tad confused. "I do?""I mean it in a good way, though. You're, uh, what's the word… aha, glowing!" she exclaimed, snapping her fingers. "You're glowing! Did you get married or a boyfriend, perhaps?"Leslie flushed, clearly not expecting the conversation to swerve in this direction. "I'm glowing? What the heck does that even mean?” She thought to herself "I ... I...""Oh, it's ok, I'm just messing with you," Samantha said, playfully nudging her shoulder. "You seem really happy and… content, though. I pray whatever it is, it keeps you happy," Samantha said."Aww, Sam, don't make me cry. I haven't even seen Dad yet," Leslie teased.Samantha croaked out a laugh. "You know, you have this ability to deflect an emotional moment with a joke, you cheeky rascal," Samantha drawled out, pinc
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The orange and pink glows of the sunset cast a warm hue on the skyline. Seated at the back of his luxurious Bentley, Julian scrolled through his texts with Leslie, a small imperceptible smile on his lips. He had wrapped up the signing in Potomac quicker than expected, and now he was headed in the direction of LX Hospital, one of the most prestigious in the city.He still wondered how Leslie was able to admit her father to such an expensive hospital. The hospital was so luxurious that even his mother chose it for her regular Botox injections. He did some digging and found out that Eleanor had met Leslie there. *I wonder how long it took her to agree to this marriage. My mother is quite the persuasive one,* he thought.He looked back down at his phone, and an email popped up. It was from Phillip. “Sir, I think madam would love this. You should definitely invite her.”Julian opened the email and saw the contents, his brows pinching. *I don't usually attend things like this, but I think
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"I said guess, you silly girl," Arthur chided."Aww, Arthur, you know I'm bad at guessing," Leslie whined, scrunching her nose."Oh, alright, let me tell you. I have managed to snatch you a ticket for the annual charity art gala in Tribeca," Arthur announced smugly.Leslie gasped, her brows shooting up. "Are you serious? Tribeca?!"Julian’s ears perked up at her words."Thank you so much, Arthur. I’m… I’m so grateful.""No need to thank me, little girl. It's a pleasure, really. I just need you to do something for me," he whispered."What is it? I'll do my best.""I want you to be yourself. Don’t try to fit in—you’re too outstanding to fit in, so don’t bother trying."Leslie’s nose reddened at his words. "I will, Arthur, don’t worry.""Also, bring along that boyfriend—I mean, friend—of yours too, okay?"Leslie looked over at Julian. He was still looking at her, his pools of hazel reflecting herself. Her cheeks tinged with pink."I’ll… I’ll ask him.""Okay, little girl, see you in two w
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A week later, while having breakfast, Julian thrusted his black card into Leslie's hands. Leslie's eyes widened as she swallowed her mouthful of French toast."Julian, isn't this yours? Why are you giving it to me?""Yes, it's my black card. Lady P will be coming to pick you up to get fitted for a dress. The gala is in one week, and you don’t have a dress yet," Julian stated.Leslie snickered. "And who says I don’t have a dress? Have you seen my walk-in closet? I haven’t even worn 5 percent of all the stunning clothes in there. Aren’t you afraid of going bankrupt?!" Leslie asked, slightly nervous.Julian chuckled. "These butterflies are here again," Leslie thought as she watched in awe. Julian smirked at her reaction and leaned down. "I can assure you, Leslie, I won’t go bankrupt from just getting my wife clothes." Leslie's heart picked up as he said "my wife." He’d been using it when speaking to her these past few days, as if loving her reaction every time he said it."You… you kn
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The car slowly drove up to Belton's Botanical Park, a local spot, one that Leslie had always dreamed of going to. *I wonder what kind of work Julian has here?* He didn't speak to her for days, and when he finally did, it was cold and detached. *I don't even understand why. He sounded really angry. Maybe he just had a bad day?* She planned on asking him that. *I don't want to fight anymore.*Her phone hovered over the call button. She’d wanted to call Betty or Arthur, but she humphed sadly when she realized that no one had remembered her birthday. She didn't even receive a text from anyone yet. She wasn't even sure Julian knew her birthday—they never really discussed it.As the car came to a halt in the now dark park, she thought, *But why is it so dark in here?* Her phone dinged. It was Julian. “Walk inside the park.”Leslie's brows furrowed. *I should walk inside a dark park?* She gulped. “Is this some kind of prank or something?” she texted back, trying to joke.“Don’t waste my tim
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"If you so much as try to make any sudden moves, I swear I'll slit your throat!," the feminine voice threatened.Leslie felt her eyes glaze over as the grip of the blade on her throat tightened."Vanessa?""Surprise, surprise, bitch,!" Vanessa spat out venomously, clad in a black hoodie and matching tight leggings. Vanessa had a crazed, expression on her face, her eyes red and puffy, lips chapped and slowly turning black."Tell me why you didn't leave when I told you to, huh?""W-what are you talking about?" Leslie couldn't believe Vanessa was here in the flesh. Her mind raced *will I die here? Oh god!*."Haha, he loves your pretty face, right? Let's see if he'll still adore you when I botch up this face of yours!" Vanessa yelled, pulling Leslie by the hair and forcing her to the ground.Leslie was genuinely confused as to why Vanessa was attacking her like this fear pricked her skin and adrenaline flowed in her veins, she couldn't let Vanessa have her way. Before Vanessa could appro
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“Stop him!” Julian yelled, his heart thumping in his chest at the thought of the stolen golden seal. Immediately, elite guards from all angles in the hall appeared and chased after the escaping Alexander. Julian, too, joined in the chase as Leslie followed in tow, not leaving her husband's side.“Move, you motherfuckers!” Alexander yelled, pushing people away from him. “Get out of my way!” He managed to bypass the security at the front and broke free. Though his muscles ached, he continued running. *This is my final chance. I can't back down now. I won't let them get to me, no!. With this seal, I'll be made for life. I don't need them!, I don't need anyone!,* he thought.The financial district where Blackwood Manor was located housed many important industries—banks, malls, jewelry brands—making it one of the busiest streets in Hudson. Sweat trickled down Alexander's face as he looked through his peripheral vision and saw the elite guards in their black-and-gold ensemble searching fo
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A woman clad in a shimmering violet dress came out from backstage to the stage. She pushed a wheelchair forward, and the directors and reporters gasped when they realized who it was. Alexander gulped audibly, his eyes taking on a dazed expression."No, no, this can't happen," he muttered."Welcome, Jane," Leslie said to the girl as Jane pushed the wheelchair forward."Isn't that Mr. Marcus in the wheelchair?" a reporter gasped, and the crowd muttered amongst themselves.Vanessa squirmed uncomfortably, her heart thumping unusually fast in her seat as she muttered through gritted teeth, "Fix this, Alexander!. What are you waiting for?""This is indeed Mr. Marcus, the man who took the fall for the accident and was said to have gone into hiding to escape the penalties. But do you want to know what really happened?" Julian asked, his voice carrying authority."Yes, tell us, Master Blackwood!" the reporters shouted. "Tell us! Tell us!"Leslie placed an arm on Julian, giving him a reassuring
