Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 412 Disappointed?

Wesley sat on the sofa with his legs stretched out and crossed before him. He leaned back against the armrest of

the couch, clicked into his WhatsApp, and texted Yuliana: [Are you asleep?]

Yuliana had gotten off the plane at 10.40 p.m. and left the airport at around 11.00 p.m.

She texted Wesley as soon as she got into the car he had arranged for her.

However, Wesley was busy handling Christopher’s hospital admission at the time and did not respond to Yuliana’s

text immediately.

When Christopher had come out of surgery, Wesley left to tend to matters of his own and left Blake to keep an eye

on things in the hospital.

In short, for the most part of the evening, Wesley did not have a quiet moment to himself to reply to Yuliana’s text,

until now.

On Yuliana’s end, she was in the shower when Wesley texted her back.

The first thing she did when she got home was go into Rowan’s bedroom to check on the little one, but he

unexpectedly woke up when she sat down by his bedside.

After that, he clung to Yuliana and refused to let go.

She spent nearly an hour coaxing Rowan back to sleep. After that, only then did she retreat to her bedroom.

By the time she was done with her shower, it was nearly 2.00 a.m.

Her phone beeped twice before she noticed Wesley had texted her back.

More to the point, his first text had been 20 minutes ago. He had asked her if she was asleep, but when he did not

get a response, he followed up with a cursory: [Goodnight.]

At once, Yuliana picked up her phone and called him.

He answered within the first ring.

“I thought you were asleep.” Wesley’s low voice filled her ear.

“I was in the shower, and I had no idea you texted me. Thank goodness you texted me goodnight, otherwise, you’d

have to wait until morning before actually getting a reply from me,” Yuliana explained gently. Then, she asked,

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I can’t sleep,” Wesley said straightforwardly. “I miss you so much that I can’t sleep at all.”

Yuliana’s breath hitched when she heard this. Warmth and heartache filled her, and her voice was softer than

before as she pointed out, “Then hurry up and come back.”

Wesley smiled and asked coyly, “Do you miss me?”

Yuliana paused for a moment, and then said, “Yes.”

She lifted the covers and slid into bed, pondering the question.

“I must miss him,” she thought.

She texted him as soon as she got off the flight earlier, after all.

However, for some reason, she could not help but feel guilty when she told him she missed him.

Yuliana did not want to dwell on this. She had come to realize that there were some things she did not have to

figure out completely; she was better off that way.

Unfortunately, Wesley had sensed the hesitation in her answer, but he was happy enough to and asked, “Yuliana,

could you tell me you miss me again? I want to hear it.”

Yuliana said, “I miss you.”

Wesley felt like someone had stroked his heartstrings, and he wished he could fly back to Juxshire immediately.

“I’ll go back as soon as I can for you,” he promised.

Following that, they went on chatting for close to half an hour.

In the end, Yuliana fell asleep halfway through the conversation.

When Wesley did not hear anything on Yuliana’s end except for the gentle sound of her breathing, he figured that

she must have fallen asleep. However, he could not bring himself to hang up, so he lay on the couch with his phone

pressed to his ear. He could almost pretend she was sleeping right next to him.

Meanwhile, Christopher opened his eyes and stared into space.

He had woken up while Wesley was on the phone with Yuliana.

The hospital room was probably too quiet because even though Wesley did not put his phone on speaker,

Christopher could still hear Yuliana’s voice on the other line.

She did not sound indifferent when she spoke to Wesley, unlike when she spoke to Christopher. With the former, she

spoke in warm and gentle tones, and there was no mistaking the trust and reliance she had for him.

Christopher had been arrogant enough to believe that Yuliana loved him and that she would never fall for Wesley.

Then again, hadn’t Yuliana been in love with Harry for years before she finally moved on from him and fell for

Christopher?

This world, as it seemed, had no room for impossibilities.

As much as Christopher hated to admit it, Wesley was a rather good match for Yuliana.

He might even go so far as to say that Yuliana and Wesley were an ideal couple.

Yuliana woke up the next morning and was bewildered to find that her phone died, which should not be the case,

seeing as her phone battery had been running on close to 60% last night.

A minute later, she vaguely recalled falling asleep during her phone call with Wesley.

Her phone must have run out of battery then.

At the thought of this, Yuliana plugged her phone in to charge and went into the bathroom to wash up. When she

came out, her phone had restarted, and she quickly called Wesley.

It took a while before her call went through.

“Wesley,” Yuliana greeted cheerfully at once.

However, there was no answer on the other line.

Confused, Yuliana reiterated, “Wesley?”

“I’m not Wesley.”

Yuliana stiffened at this, then pursed her lips and kept quiet.

“Disappointed?” On the other end of the phone, Christopher sat on the bed and looked out the window. “Yuliana,

would you mind telling me why you’re so soft and gentle with Wesley, but cold and indifferent

toward me?”

He admitted that he was so jealous that he was about to go mad.

Yuliana did not give him an answer. A beat later, she hung up the phone brusquely.

She had no interest in speaking to Christopher at all.

Christopher clutched the phone as a humorless smirk curled on his lips. He let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

Wesley had only just come out of the bathroom when he saw Christopher gripping his phone.

A grim look passed over his face as he walked up to the infirmed man and said, “Give me that.”

Christopher shot him an icy glare and tossed the phone onto the couch, away from the bed. As the phone hit the

cushion with a muffled thud, he said, “If you want it, go get it yourself.”

He had taken it from the couch when it rang just now.

Wesley saw Christopher’s stormy expression and decided to leave him be. He walked over to pick up the phone

from the couch. Upon seeing Yuliana’s contact in his call log, he immediately understood why Christopher looked so

sullen.

With his phone in hand, Wesley headed out of the hospital room and returned Yuliana’s call.

In the following days, Yuliana spent most of her time discussing the resort development project in Lofbury

with Craig.

As things were, Craig seemed intent on giving up on the project altogether.

More accurately, he never planned on investing in the project in the first place. For starters, even without the

recent event, Lofbury was no place for a resort.

Craig initially wanted someone to inspect the site. The inspection would not clash with his schedule as he had

claimed, but he merely wanted Yuliana and Christopher to have some time alone after finding out that the latter

would be in Druobridge.

The last thing Craig expected was for Yuliana to actually want to invest in the project after the trip.

He had always believed Yuliana to have a good head on her shoulders Granted, she did not join Glory Corporation

right from the start, but she worked twice as hard as everyone else and became the CEO of the

company

Alas, she did not appear to have used her head when she decided on investing in the resort development project in

Druobridge.

Thus, she and Craig had been debating over this for the last few days, but no conclusion was drawn.

On Saturday evening. Yuliana had only just driven away from Glory Tower when her phone rang.

It was a call from Sabrina.

Yuliana rejected the call first, then pulled up at the curb and parked her car before returning Sabrina’s call.

“Mrs Livingstone,” she greeted.

Sabrina asked, “Yuliana, do you think you can drop by Yrinas tomorrow?”

Yuliana had planned on seeing Sabrina before the trip to Druobridge got in the way. Thus, when she heard this, she

nodded and said, “Of course. I’ll bring Roe along, too.”

“You have to be really careful on the road,” Sabrina said emphatically. “Especially if you’re driving.”