Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 286: I’m Not Getting Divorced

"You came quite quickly."

Evan sighed, found a shawl, and forcefully draped it over her before opening the door.

Juliana Jacobs hurried to the front yard, and the first thing she saw was a "Warrior" assault vehicle crushing the lawn.

Though the car door didn’t have any specific markings, its unique hardcore aura indicated that it came from a formidable special department.

As she appeared, the door of the "Warrior" suddenly opened.

Elias Langley stepped out of the car.

The man’s figure remained tall and straight, showing no signs of illness, and his gaze scrutinized her from head to toe.

Juliana’s veneer of calm seemed to crack a little; her lips moved slightly, but she said nothing. She directly threw off the shawl and ran towards him.

But halfway there she stopped.

What was she nervous about?

Nothing should have happened between her and Evan, yet the reality was hard to refute.

If he didn’t believe her, should she swear an oath, even desperately beg him to trust her?

Endlessly explaining was no different from humiliating herself.

Her innocence didn’t need to be proven to anyone.

Seeing her pause, Elias furrowed his brow slightly and took a few steps toward her.

Just as he was about to speak, a cold wind blew.

Without a word, he took off his coat and draped it over her.

"Are you alright?"

Perhaps afraid of startling her, he made sure his voice was soft.

Juliana opened her mouth, the decisive "No" stuck in her throat.

Her intuition said no, but during her sleep, she couldn’t be entirely sure.

She wrapped herself tighter in his coat, whispering, "I feel like I’m alright."

Elias instantly understood her hesitation, his gaze suddenly cold as he sharply looked at Evan.

"An ex-husband should know his boundaries."

Evan stood under the porch, his gaze playful.

"Since you say I’m her ex-husband, my relationship with her isn’t ordinary."

The air seemed to solidify.

Elias held Juliana’s hand tightly, sending her into the car, then turned to face Evan, his presence radiating a low pressure.

"Let’s find a place to talk."

Evan seemed to have anticipated this moment for a long time.

He raised his chin slightly, pointing toward the direction of the backyard, and uttered one word, "Please."

The two men walked one behind the other to the empty backyard garden.

By now, the skies had brightened, but the chill of dawn couldn’t calm the tension between them.

Without any wasteful words, Elias’s fist, carried by the cold wind, dashed straight for Evan’s face.

Expecting it, Evan sidestepped while swinging a swift kick at Elias’s lower body.

Their skills were remarkable; the clash of fists and feet was a battle of strength and technique.

In the end, Elias delivered a heavy punch to Evan’s abdomen, and as he bent over in pain, another elbow slashed across his back, pinning him hard onto the stone bench.

However, Elias didn’t intend to beat him to death; he relented once the point was made, sparing Evan.

Evan coughed heavily several times, sitting heavily by the stone bench, and chuckled lowly, "To lose to you isn’t shameful."

Elias, enduring the pain in his back, also found a stone bench to sit on.

Yet his posture was upright, allowing no one to suspect his real condition.

"I don’t think you have the guts to touch her, but I dislike how you brought her here."

"Elias," Evan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, "I’m a normal man, and I deeply love my ex-wife."

Elias’s hand on his lap instantly clenched into a fist.

Just as he was about to move, he saw Evan gesture to the side, and Ethan Carter walked over with a folder.

"Mr. Langley, this is Miss Jacobs’ health report."

He paused before adding, "It’s a non-invasive examination."

Elias took out the report and scanned it quickly.

Evan’s eyes darkened as he said, "Her health isn’t optimistic; you’d better have some trustworthy specialists take a closer look at her."

"There’s no need for you to worry about my wife’s issues."

Elias shoved the report back into the file pouch.

Evan let out a soft chuckle and looked elsewhere.

"After the miscarriage and falling into the sea, then being locked in the cold basement by me, she sustained permanent physical damage, making it hard for her to be a mother. I’m remorseful for the harm I caused her, and if you mind that she can’t bear children..."

"What matters to me is her as a person, not whether she can bear children," Elias interrupted him firmly, "I care more about her health than anyone else. You’re an outsider, and have no right to meddle in issues between my wife and me."

After speaking, he stood up and walked toward the front yard with the folder.

Raine Kane waited at the yard gate.

This place was some distance from the front yard; none of the fighting sounds earlier could be heard outside.

Elias handed her the folder, "Destroy it."

Raine took it, "Yes!"

When they reached the front yard, he immediately saw Juliana standing by the car.

Out of concern for him, she didn’t comfortably wait inside the car.

Elias hurried over with a furrowed brow.

"Who told you to come down? Waiting somewhere is still waiting; so disobedient."

His tone wasn’t pleasant, making Juliana swallow all the words of concern she had prepared.

Elias pushed her into the car, following inside as well.

The car slowly backed out of the estate and then drove away.

Evan stood quietly at the yard gate, and only when the taillights vanished completely did he find the early morning chill unbearably cold.

Her decisiveness made him acutely aware that he had completely lost her.

This realization brought Evan profound pain.

However, inside the car, the atmosphere was stifling and silent.

Juliana didn’t want to explain, and couldn’t discern Elias’s thoughts at the moment, so she simply kept quiet.

Meanwhile, Elias’s mind was tumultuous.

What bothered him most was how long her resentment towards him for yet again "abandoning" her would linger.

He didn’t dare speak to her, fearing she’d turn cold or mention separation.

The silence between them was suffocating.

Just as Juliana felt she was being driven mad by the silence and was about to speak, Elias took the initiative, "I won’t divorce."

"...What?"

Juliana’s eyes were full of surprise.

"I said, I won’t divorce."

Elias’s voice resounded, and Raine silently raised the partition.

Juliana paused slightly, suddenly understanding.

So his cold attitude wasn’t because he cared that she spent the night at Evan’s estate but because he feared she’d ask for a divorce.

This man...

Juliana’s heart was a mix of emotions, angry yet amused.

She deliberately put on a stern face, "What makes you think I can’t divorce you?"

Elias raised an eyebrow, confidently leaning in closer to her.

"Because I’m top-notch in every way, attentive service, not clingy. Where else are you going to find such a satisfying man?"

Juliana was speechless by his reasoning, ultimately unable to hold it in, bursting into laughter.

"What does your laughter mean?"

Elias took the opportunity to pull her into his embrace. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The words that nearly slipped from Juliana’s mouth were, "I’ve never even thought of divorce," but at the last moment, she held them back.

A hint of mischief flickered in her eyes, "Do you truly not want a divorce?"

Elias solemnly nodded.

Juliana looked at him seriously, "Those kidnappers not only pressed me if I was Helena Sinclair but also demanded something from me. So tell me... what exactly are you and they searching for?"