Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!-Chapter 30 - Muting Laughter

“I’m not talking nonsense,” James said, his handsome face serious as he offered her another piece of tofu, “Have my…”

Julia quickly stuffed a slice of beef into his mouth, “Shut up.”

With a faint smile, James chewed on the beef, “Not angry anymore?”

“I’m not angry.” Julia was just bashfully infuriated, there was nothing to be mad about.

James reached out, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

The warmth of his fingertips brushed past her ear, causing Julia to thank him unnaturally, “Thank you.”

They ordered a lot of dishes and ended up overeating.

Seeing her rub her stomach, James sighed, “You ate too much, didn’t you?

Let’s go buy some digestive tablets from the pharmacy later.”

“Okay.” Julia burped unintentionally, unable to hold it in.

She had indeed eaten too much.

She had let herself go and indulged.

The pair left the food stall and looked for a pharmacy.

Julia sat on a chair outside the pharmacy, waiting for James to buy the digestive tablets.

A few drunk men passed by, noticing a beautiful woman sitting alone.

One of them whistled at Julia.

Drunk people can sometimes be hormonally driven.

One whistled, and the others followed suit.

Julia’s heart tightened.

She would occasionally hear about such harassment of women in the news.

She stood up, intending to walk into the pharmacy.

But the men encircled her.

“Miss, could you leave a phone number, maybe we can keep in touch?”

The strong smell of alcohol wafted over, the language brazen.

“How about you sleep with me tonight?

I guarantee you a good time.”

Inside, preparing to pay, James saw several men surrounding Julia outside.

He left the medicine on the counter and strode out.

James slapped away the lecherous hand reaching for Julia’s hair, smiling, “Sorry, gentlemen, she already has a boyfriend.”

The drunken louts didn’t seem scared.

“Oh, she has a boyfriend, huh?”

Julia clutched at James’s clothes, “Let’s go.”

Fights with drunkards were prone to be unreasonable, and they were just two people – likely at a disadvantage.

With one hand still injured, she feared she wouldn’t be able to help if a fight broke out.

James looked at the drunkards indifferently.

While he wasn’t afraid of a fight, he worried that Little Violet might get scared.

He kept Julia close and made a gesture.

From two cars parked by the roadside, doors opened.

Ten ordinary-looking men with bulging biceps stepped out.

They moved swiftly, twisting the drunkards’ arms and pinning their heads to the ground.

Julia watched this scene in shock.

Wrapped in James’s embrace, he chuckled, “I still haven’t paid for the digestive tablets.”

He led her back into the pharmacy.

From the glass windows of the pharmacy, Julia watched the men take the drunkards away.

Stepping out of the pharmacy door, she chewed the medicine James fed her, “Were those your bodyguards?”

She had never realized he had bodyguards around him.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Oh.”

It dawned on Julia late.

“Do I need to hire bodyguards too?” she asked seriously.

Her net worth heaved in billions now.

James Thompson glanced at her and said seriously, “It’s about time, a beautiful woman walking on the street isn’t safe.”

Three days had passed since that Skewer Aroma meal, and James hadn’t seen Julia Land since.

Every time he texted her, he would receive the same reply: busy.

Doctor Thompson would see the word ‘busy’ and couldn’t help but sneer speechlessly.

James snorted: “Does that tiny house of yours really need three days to set up?”

Julia, seeing James’s message, snorted back: “You wouldn’t understand.”

Julia was genuinely busy, busy with moving into a new home, decorating her place.

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A three-bedroom apartment.

Initially, she had asked Violet to live with her, but he declined.

“Julia, I’ll just rent the place next door, just call me if you need anything.”

Violet smiled gently, sunlight reflecting off his white hair, giving off a warm vibe.

Julia didn’t force him; she cleaned his cane and handed it to him, “Little Violet, what would you like for dinner?”

Violet stood up, using his cane; his left leg was fitted with a prosthetic.

His illness and disability hadn’t led him to despair.

“Julia, I’ll take care of the cooking today.”

“Alright, I’ll take care of buying the groceries then.”

As Julia returned to the community after buying groceries at the supermarket, she passed a black sedan parked outside the neighborhood.

Suddenly, someone honked the horn from inside the car.

The car window rolled down.

James’s face appeared.

He looked coldly at the raggedy Julia.

Today, she wore a cheap T-shirt printed with a pink pig.

She didn’t have any makeup on.

But she was still as radiant as ever.

James glanced at the vegetables in her hand and said lazily, “Your hand still hasn’t healed, and yet you go shopping?

Get in.”

Julia approached him, lifting up a light bag of groceries, “You looking for me?

Somebody at home is waiting for these groceries to cook.”

“Well, that’s just perfect; I haven’t had dinner yet.” James opened the door, preparing to get out.

Julia dared not invite him inside; she immediately bent down to push him over and took the initiative to sit in the car and placed the groceries down.

As soon as the car door closed, he pressed against her.

His hot palm caressed her back.

“Little pig on your shirt, quite cute,” he said with a hoarse voice, teasingly mocking her clothes.

Then he complained about her clothes, “They just aren’t easy to take off.”

Julia pushed him with one hand, unable to budge him, and gave him a disdainful look, “Didn’t you say you had something to do?”

“Yeah, this is the something.

I have to leave Dunmore City tomorrow, came especially to let you know.”

He suddenly chuckled in a low voice, “Why are your panties little pigs, too?”

Julia’s face turned red with anger; she not only put up with his taunts, but she also pushed away his hands and protected her piggy underwear.

“Shh, someone is passing by outside.” Julia instinctively looked outside the car, but although there was no one, she realized they were inside a car.

She was wearing a short skirt today and had almost made things easy for James.

“I’m getting out now.”

She didn’t ask where he was going when he left Dunmore City.

Unfortunately, the car door wouldn’t open.

James pinched her waist and lifted her onto his lap.

“Don’t worry; no one can see inside from outside.

I’m just holding you; is that not allowed either?”

By the time she got out of the car, her little pig underwear was gone.

James smiled as he took out his phone, his strong arm extending out the car window, “While I’m away, remember not to check out other little wolves, got it?”

Julia responded with a mysteriously sweet smile, “…Goodbye, have a safe trip, take care, and farewell.”

This woman always had the last word.

James watched as Julia went into the neighborhood, smiling at the little pig panties he had taken off her.

The front driver and passenger doors opened, and the driver and Assistant Winters got in.

Assistant Winters turned to James, “BOSS?”

With cold eyes, James instructed, “Head to the airport, send someone to protect Little Violet.”

He couldn’t allow her to be bullied while he was away.

Assistant Winters acknowledged the order, then gave an update, “BOSS, regarding the girl we found in South America, our people have checked several times and have not found anything suspicious.”