The first time he got drunk was on the day Glades Horne and Julia Bluen got married. He was overcome with sadness, so while he was helping to greet guests, he kept drinking and eventually got drunk.

This time, he passed out because of those two people again—because Julia was pregnant. His heart was happy for his brother but also sad for himself, so once more, he got drunk for their sake.

The night grew deeper, and after midnight, the number of people in the pub gradually decreased. Halton Hillraise saw James Horne slumped over the table and hurriedly walked over.

"'Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master, it's very late. You should go home. Why are you so drunk? I need to find someone to take you home; you can't drive in this state,' Halton Hillraise muttered, already looking for his own men to send James home.

"Julia... Julia... I... want her... want her..."

James suddenly clutched at Halton Hillraise's hand in a drunken haze, not even opening his eyes, just muttering intoxicatedly. He was mumbling along with the deepest emotions of his heart, clueless about what he was actually saying.

Julia? The woman you love but can't have? That name seems a bit familiar, Halton Hillraise mused, prompted by James's words. However, James offered nothing more, just kept muttering that one line.

Halton Hillraise propped him up and called over two of his bodyguards, directing them to take James home. But James was going wild with drunken frenzy, refusing the assistance of the two bodyguards, and even roaring at him, "Julia... I only want Julia..." His roar was filled with immense pain, making Halton Hillraise's heart ache.

"Okay, you want Julia, I'll call her for you, have her come to pick you up." Halton Hillraise stepped forward to prop up James again, found James's phone on him, and upon flipping through the contacts, saw Julia's number was the first listed, so he immediately called it.

It was past midnight. At this time, Julia Bluen was already sound asleep in Glades Horne's embrace. Glades's large hand, imbued with protectiveness, tightly guarded her belly. Even in his sleep, his protective hand never loosened.

"Pleasant Goat..." The ringtone from "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" suddenly disturbed the warmth-filled large room, waking Julia who was in deep sleep.

She gently moved Glades's hand away from her belly, intending to sit up and grab the phone that was on the bedside table, but a large hand was quicker than hers, picked up the phone, and passed it to her.

"Did I wake you?" Julia asked apologetically as she took the phone from Glades.

She didn't know who could be calling her at this hour. Anyone calling now must have something urgent, she thought.

Seeing it was an unfamiliar number, she didn't remember James's mobile number. Even if James had called her before, she hadn't paid attention, much less cared about it.

She pressed the answer button, and a male voice she didn't recognize came through, "May I ask if this is Julia?"

Julia sat up, replying, "I am Julia. Who is this, and why are you calling me at this late hour? Is there something wrong?"

"This is from the Blue Moon Pub. You know James Horne, right? He's gotten drunk here, keeps shouting your name and won't let my people take him home. If it's not too much trouble for you, please come pick him up. Our pub will be closing soon."

"James got drunk? Okay, I understand." Hearing her brother-in-law was drunk at the Blue Moon Pub, Julia Bluen found it a bit strange. Why would he be calling my name? she wondered, but she couldn't ask more at that moment, fearing Glades Horne might misunderstand.

After she hung up the phone, she turned her head and was met with Glades Horne's inscrutable gaze.

Glades hadn't heard what Halton Hillraise said, but he had heard Julia's words.

It's James's business if he gets drunk, Glades thought. So why did the pub call my wife? Could it be that James, in his drunken state…

The more Glades thought about it, the darker his expression became.

Was his brother going to break through that thin layer of pretense with Julia?

"Glades, you look terrible," Julia said carefully, already slipping out of bed to change clothes.

A strong hand reached out for the nth time, dominantly pulling her back onto the bed. He turned, gathering her into his embrace. His handsome face was gloomy, his eyes deep and cold as he stared at her with displeasure. "Are you very concerned about James?" he asked in a low, rough voice.

"James got drunk at the Blue Moon Pub, and they called us to pick him up. He's your brother, which makes him my brother too. There's nothing wrong with me being concerned, is there?" Julia patted Glades Horne's handsome face and smiled sheepishly. "Come on, stop being jealous over nothing. Let's get up and go get him together." It's too late for me to go to the pub alone to pick up my brother-in-law, she thought. Especially since I'm his sister-in-law now.

"Why should my wife go pick him up when he's drunk?" Glades Horne murmured, a flash of anger quickly passing through the depths of his eyes, his grip on Julia tightening. If it weren't for fear that the astute Julia would pick up on the turmoil in his heart, he would have exploded in anger by now.

"Probably the people at the pub saw his phone and just happened to come across my number," she guessed.

"There are plenty of people at the pub. And isn't one of the managers at the Blue Moon Pub somewhat friendly with James? Why didn't they just send him home?" Glades was very displeased that the pub staff had called Julia.

In vino veritas. Julia couldn't figure out why the pub had called her, but Glades could. It must be because James was drunkenly calling out Julia's name, he guessed.

For him, and for the entire Horne Family, this was something that could not be publicized. That's why he wouldn't arrange for bodyguards to pick up James, nor would he let Julia go.

"I don't know." Julia didn't tell him that James had been calling her name.

She was no fool. James is acting strangely towards me, she felt.

Yet, her attitude towards James was entirely that of a sister-in-law to a brother-in-law.

Glades pressed his lips together and didn't say anything more, nor did he loosen his hold, refusing to let Julia get up.

Julia knew he was displeased and jealous. Indeed, she thought, any man would be unhappy if his wife got a call in the middle of the night to go to a pub and pick up another man, even if it was his own brother.