CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 114 - WHAT’S THERE TO FEAR IN A CHALLENGE (5)_1

Julia Bluen was at a loss for words. Upon reflection, she realized Glades Horne had indeed been incredibly good to her sister. Every morning, he would wait outside her sister’s room, simply so that she could see him as soon as she woke up.

A shadow loomed before her, and her lips were suddenly under siege.

When Julia lifted her gaze, Glades Horne’s handsome face was only inches away, his masculine scent filling her nostrils. It wasn’t until she came back to her senses that Glades moved his lips away, but the arms he had around her tightened. "Julia, this is our honeymoon, and I don’t want you thinking of someone else. No matter the past, it’s the future we should care about. Remember, you promised me."

"I’m just worried about Ruby," Julia said. She knew it was wrong to bring up her sister during their honeymoon, but she was genuinely concerned.

The happiness and joy she was experiencing now had originally belonged to Ruby. Without any news of her sister, she truly couldn’t feel at ease.

"Don’t worry. Once we return home from our honeymoon, I guarantee you’ll get news about your sister," Glades Horne reassured. The sternness vanished from his face, replaced by a gentle, indulgent expression filled with tenderness. He raised his large hand to rest atop Julia’s head, habitually ruffling her short hair.

His affectionate, deep-set eyes momentarily flashed with an indiscernible emotion. In fact, he hadn’t told Julia that he had instructed Jonathan Allen not to notify them—even if Ruby’s whereabouts were discovered—until their honeymoon was over. He wanted to use this month to make Julia fall completely in love with him so that even if they found Ruby, she wouldn’t think of pushing him back to her sister. He also planned to present the news of Ruby’s whereabouts as a grand gift to Julia after the honeymoon, hoping to make her happy.

No matter what, the person he cared about most was Julia Bluen.

"Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?" Glades Horne asked with a faint smile, lightly tapping the tip of her nose.

"Never."

"That’s right. So, trust me, Julia. No matter what happens, at any time, you have to believe me. Because we’re husband and wife, and spouses have to trust each other." Glades’s long fingers traced her alabaster arm.

"Glades." Julia’s worries were all dispelled by Glades’s soothing words and gentle voice.

Feeling happy again, Julia grabbed Glades’s hand, and they began to run and chase each other along the beach.

When they grew tired, they hugged, watching the seagulls soar overhead and the fishing boats dot the surface of the sea.

Through their mutual communication, their feelings for each other began to deepen, layer by layer.

As long as you give yourself a chance, give others a chance, forget the past, and look towards the future, happiness will envelop you for a lifetime!

The next day, the young couple left the Maldives, boarding a plane to France.

Interestingly, the couple from Dumbledore with whom they had competed in a bike race were also heading to France for their next stop. Consequently, all four of them ended up on the same flight to romantic France, embarking on a new phase of their honeymoons.

Once in France, both newlywed couples chose Paris. They all stayed at the Lancaster Hotel, a luxurious establishment filled with an artistic atmosphere, situated in the heart of the city on the Champs-Elysées.

"Hi." As both couples were walking into the hotel, the man from the other pair greeted Julia Bluen with a friendly smile and a wave.

It was only then that Julia Bluen took a proper look at the couple. The man appeared to be about the same age as Glades Horne, around 173 centimeters tall. He always wore a light blue shirt, a black suit vest, and deep blue trousers. No matter when she saw him, his black leather shoes were shined to a gleam. His features were regular—not handsome, but not unattractive either; just an ordinary appearance that certainly couldn’t compare to Glades Horne’s striking good looks.

He spoke fluent English and French. What surprised Julia even more was his fluency in Cantonese, not to mention Mandarin. Judging by his speech, he was clearly not one to stay put, but someone who traveled extensively.

Despite his ordinary looks, he exuded an air of belonging to the upper echelons of society, much like Glades Horne. He was likely the son of a wealthy Dumbledore businessman or politician.

"Hello," Julia Bluen replied with a faint smile.

"It seems we’re quite fated, choosing all the same places!" The woman was all smiles, affectionately linking her arm through her husband’s with one hand and clutching an LV bag in the other. Her husband, meanwhile, was pulling their suitcases.

As for the bicycles they had bought in the Maldives, the other couple had chosen to give them away.

Glades Horne and Julia also didn’t take their bicycles with them; instead, they had them shipped back to T City in Syrena. Glades said the bicycle carried the happiness that belonged to him and Julia, and he wouldn’t discard it. Even if it wasn’t valuable, he wanted to keep it. That way, when they had some free time in the future, he could still take Julia for romantic rides around Golden Kirin Garden or their own estate.

Julia Bluen smiled and nodded, already feeling somewhat familiar with the other couple.

"My name is Julia Bluen, and my husband is Glades Horne. We’re both from T City in Syrena," Julia introduced herself as they walked further into the hotel.

The woman let go of her husband’s arm to walk alongside Julia. Smiling, she said, "I’m Sophie Snowdon, and my husband is Mason Wallace. We’re from Dumbledore in Syrena."

And so, the two newlywed couples formally made each other’s acquaintance.

"Did you say your husband’s name is Glades Horne?" Mason Wallace, who was walking ahead, stopped abruptly when he heard Julia speak. He turned to stare at Glades Horne, who was dragging their luggage further into the hotel. Glades was even more considerate than him; not only was Glades pulling their suitcases, but he was also carrying Julia’s bag, leaving her completely empty-handed.

"What’s wrong? Oh, Glades Horne! Isn’t that..." Sophie Snowdon suddenly let out a low cry, her face a mask of astonishment.

Julia Bluen was taken aback. So, they both knew Glades Horne’s name but hadn’t met him in person before.

And from their expressions, it seemed there was more to this story.

"Let’s go inside first. We’ll find you to chat later," Mason Wallace said, then pulled his wife into the hotel. Julia remained where she was. When Glades Horne reached her side, she told him what had just happened.