Chapter 151 His Juniper Returned Again
Juniper closed her eyes, tilting her fair neck back, trying to please him.
Her eyelashes trembled finely.
She said, "Magnus, if you're going to do it, do it quickly."
Magnus grasped the back of her neck, bent down, and covered her.
Meanwhile, on the terrace.
Ophelia had just pushed Thomas when a familiar male figure burst into view.
"Robert..."
Robert stood there, his usual contemptuous expression now cold to the core!
Robert coldly stared at the couple, "Did I come too early, interrupting your... reunion?"
Reunion.
This word weighed heavily.
A slight pallor appeared on Ophelia's bright face.
Just now, she hadn't expected Thomas to kiss her.
Thomas was always composed, with a strong sense of propriety, especially since they had broken up long ago. She didn't anticipate that Thomas would lose control on their first meeting.
Although the kiss just now wasn't initiated by Ophelia, and her marriage to Robert was merely a marriage of convenience. For some reason, being caught by Robert made Ophelia feel guilty.
She took a step towards Robert, but her wrist was suddenly tightly gripped by Thomas beside her.
She tried to pull him away but couldn't.
Thomas asked, "Lily, won't you introduce me to this person?"
Lily.
Robert was surprised to learn that Ophelia had this nickname.
Ophelia's throat went dry.
She was about to speak when Robert said slowly, "I'm Robert Brown, the other half of Ophelia Perez in the spouse column."
After that, Robert strode over.
He grabbed Ophelia's wrist.
Seeing that Thomas still didn't let go, Robert smirked mockingly, "Mr. Hawthorne, you are also a man of honor. It's not very good to hold another man's wife's hand like this, is it?"
"Is what he said true?"
Thomas looked at Ophelia, seeming skeptical.
Ophelia wrested her hand from Robert's grasp, and at that moment, Robert had already dug her grave.
Each took what they needed, playing their own games, a business merger of convenience.
This seemingly absurd loveless marriage couldn't erase one fact—
They were legally married.
In front of others, Ophelia let go of his hand; she had truly had enough.
Robert's face darkened completely.
Just as his temper was about to flare up, Ophelia reached out and pushed away Thomas's hand.
One by one, she pushed them all away completely.
She looked at Thomas, piercing his heart with each word, "I am married. He is indeed my husband. I will consider Mr. Hawthorne's actions just now as innocent ignorance and won't pursue them."
"Lily..."
Ophelia raised her hand, taking Robert's arm voluntarily.
She stood by Robert's side, cutting him off, "Mr. Hawthorne, I am married. Calling me by my childhood name is not good for either of us. It's better to call me Ophelia."
Robert glanced coldly at Thomas, "Mr. Hawthorne, if you don't want to be labeled as a 'homewrecker,' please show some restraint. The Browns cannot accept it, and I believe you wouldn't want to disgrace yourself either."
Robert didn't love Ophelia.
However, that didn't mean he could tolerate another man desiring his wife and openly flirting with her right in front of him.
He held Ophelia's hand, pulling her away from the terrace with long strides.
Watching their retreating figures, Thomas, under his cold gaze, felt a deep sense of loneliness.
His knuckles gradually clenched.
His Lily was married.
Thomas had never even considered that Ophelia would leave him and marry another man.
The young and helpless were eventually trapped as if in a cage, imprisoning him for life.
Thomas made a phone call—
"Find out when Ophelia Perez got married and the reason for the marriage."
Robert led Ophelia out of the banquet.
Robert's pace was brisk, and Ophelia, in high heels, could barely keep up, almost running.
She pushed Robert away. "Robert, are you upset?"
Robert dragged her to the sink. "Clean up."
Ophelia was taken aback. "What?"
"What's wrong? Can't you bear it? Thomas is back. He's no longer the poor boy from back then. Your father doesn't dare kick him out anymore. He's now capable of investing in the Perez Group. Are you going to divorce me?"
This was the second time Robert mentioned divorce to Ophelia.
The first time was because he thought Jenny was her daughter with Thomas.
The same thing couldn't happen more than three times.
Even if the Perez Group needed him as a financial backer, Ophelia couldn't bear this humiliation.
She sniffled and smiled. "Before we got married, you said we'd lead separate lives after marriage, no interference. Now, just because I kissed another man, are you jealous, or do you think it's okay to flirt with other women?"
"You can fool around with anyone, strangers at the bar, but not Thomas Hawthorne. Don't forget your identity as the Browns' daughter-in-law."
Robert's cold gaze, combined with his usual lazy and dissolute appearance, made him seem like a different person.
However, Ophelia wasn't surprised; this was the true color of Robert after shedding his disguise.
They had been married for two years.
Robert had a heap of scandals, many of which Ophelia had personally handled.
Being in entertainment news, Robert was always the headlines.
If Magnus was overly virtuous to the point of being abnormal, then Robert was the typical playboy, a master of the dating.
Juniper always said Magnus was cold.
However, in reality, a man like Magnus only fell for one person, and once committed, it was for life.
He was cold on the outside but warm inside, devoted to one person.
However, Robert had no heart; he was a playboy.
Moreover, she didn't believe that Robert would change and become faithful.
If he had no heart, how could he have a change of heart?
From the moment they got married, Ophelia guarded her heart, not allowing herself to fall in love with anyone.
She never thought of a lasting relationship with Robert; each taking what they needed was the ultimate destination of this marriage.
She despised her mother's submission, but in the end, she had become just like her mother, dependent on the Browns to please her in-laws.
She clearly didn't love Robert and had thought of divorcing him countless times, but she continued to endure in this marriage.
Robert got into the car.
With a slam, the door closed.
He honked, signaling her to get in the car.
Extending an olive branch.
However, this time, Ophelia refused to get in the car.
She crossed him.
Robert was arrogant.
In the split second she turned away, he started the car, stepping on the gas.
The noisy Cullinan SUV passed by Ophelia.
Arrogant to the extreme.
She watched the car disappear, her emotions that had been suppressed all night finally broke free.
Five years ago, Thomas broke up with her.
Now, Robert did the same.
They were the same kind of people, proud, indifferent, domineering, self-absorbed... impossible to be restrained by anyone.
Inside the car.
Robert finally glanced back, seeing the woman had turned her back on him.
He lay there dejectedly, letting out a resigned chuckle.
With a hand on his forehead, he was on the verge of... losing it.
However, what was truly unbearable wasn't the physical pain but the emotional turmoil.
Juniper resisted him, instinctively pushing him away.
It wasn't an act.
He slowly closed his eyes... self-destructing.
Outside, Juniper leaned against the door, breathing heavily.
After who knows how long she had calmed down, she took out a bottle of pills from her pocket.
Pouring out two, she swallowed them dry, without even drinking water.
So bitter...
With a click, the door opened.
Magnus froze.
He opened his heavy eyelids, and there stood Juniper at the door...
His Juniper had returned.
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