CHAPTER 207: CHAPTER 207: HE WON’T BE THE "HOMEWRECKER" ANYMORE

Elias Langley’s eyes swept across the mess in the room, pausing slightly at Juliana’s torn trousers and the bloodstains on Adrian Langley, finally landing on Leona Sheridan’s face, showing no emotion.

"Personal matter?" he said with undisguised sarcasm, "It’s the first time I’ve seen the conduct of a High Gate Mistress, comparable to a madam in a shady den."

Perhaps never having been spoken to this way by Elias Langley, Leona Sheridan was instantly trembling with rage.

"Second brother, to protect her, you can even say such things to me. What, are you really harboring some shameful intentions, wanting to steal your nephew’s fiancée?"

Who is stealing whose woman?

Elias Langley instantly frowned, not yet speaking before Juliana had recovered.

Without a word, she jumped off the examination bed and walked straight to Leona Sheridan, raising her hand!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The crisp sound of slaps rang out in quick succession, fast and fierce.

Leona Sheridan staggered back a few steps, her cheeks instantly red and swollen, and she fell to the ground in disarray.

The usually attendant secretaries and assistants did not dare to step forward to stop her.

"I am your elder, and you dare treat me like this!"

Leona Sheridan immediately started crying.

At this moment, Victor Langley and Jared Langley arrived together.

Seeing her son, Leona Sheridan cried even more miserably.

"Son, this is the fiancée you’ve carefully chosen, utterly uneducated, disrespectful to her elders, and she hit me."

Jared Langley’s eyebrows instantly furrowed, speaking harshly to Juliana, "Quickly apologize to my mother."

Juliana looked at him coldly, without speaking.

Jared Langley was taken aback by her unfeeling look.

Victor Langley looked around at the chaotic scene and frowned at Leona Sheridan, "What did you do this time?"

Leona Sheridan forcibly suppressed her tears, sobbing as she defended, "What’s wrong with me asking the doctor to check her out? Langley Family members must be clean! But your wonderful illegitimate son... your wonderful second brother... all jumped out to stop me and let that little whore hit me!"

Jared Langley finally noticed the doctor holding the speculum, standing aside, and instantly felt unable to face Juliana.

Victor Langley’s face turned ashen, and he angrily rebuked Leona Sheridan, "You’re truly a madwoman."

Seeing her husband rebuke her this way, Leona Sheridan’s pent-up bitterness completely exploded.

"Victor Langley! Stop pretending here! The reason you’re protecting this girl so much is because of her face, isn’t it? The filthy thoughts hidden in your heart, do you think I don’t know?"

Yesterday, Florence Sinclair "inadvertently" let it slip, and she purposely asked her son afterwards.

But Jared Langley didn’t know what "white moonlight" his father supposedly favored.

But at this moment, Victor Langley’s actions in defending Juliana corresponded perfectly with Florence Sinclair’s words, and Leona Sheridan could no longer control herself, questioning him.

"You’re truly unreasonable," Victor Langley was also angry, "Someone take Madam back, and without my orders, she’s not allowed to take a step out of her room! As for this crowd..."

He glanced at the usual crowd that followed Leona Sheridan in and out.

"...All dismissed! If they hit someone, let them go to jail, if compensation is needed, let it be paid."

Sounds of disappointment instantly erupted at the scene.

"Victor Langley, you don’t have the final say in Langley Family," Leona Sheridan said.

"And is it you who has the final say?" Victor Langley retorted.

"Dad," Jared Langley stood in front of his mother, "It’s just a misunderstanding, there’s no need to handle Mother so severely, right? I’ll handle this matter properly."

Juliana picked up, coldly questioning him, "According to you, today if the speculum didn’t enter my body, it’s a misunderstanding; only if it went in, it would be harm, right?"

Victor Langley looked at this son who sided entirely with his mother, ignoring his humiliated fiancée, and then at the illegitimate son lying half-dead on the ground for protecting Juliana, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"Juliana..."

Jared Langley wanted to explain, but Juliana made a shush gesture, telling him to shut up.

She walked up to Leona Sheridan, took her handbag, and retrieved her own phone.

"Let’s have the police judge whether this recording can send her to jail, shall we?"

Jared Langley and Leona Sheridan both widened their eyes.

Especially Leona Sheridan, who suddenly became agitated,

"You’re scheming against me again, and you want to call the police and have me arrested? You really are a vixen born without a mother, I..."

Seeing her losing control, Jared Langley hurriedly restrained her.

Victor Langley, considering the big picture, said, "Get your mother back to Langley Residence now!"

Jared Langley quickly called for help to take Leona Sheridan away.

Victor Langley then turned to Juliana, "What do you want, let’s discuss it."

Juliana wasn’t agitated, nor did she cry loudly, but her gaze fixed on Victor Langley’s face, cold and sharp, yet anyone could see that behind her calm exterior, she was broken.

"Chairman Langley..."

Her hand still clutched the torn trouser leg tightly.

"...Your biggest failure in life wasn’t marrying Leona Sheridan for your career, but not being able to manage your own spouse."

Victor Langley’s face drastically changed, but he was speechless for a moment.

Juliana no longer looked at him or anyone else, though in disarray, she straightened her back and walked out alone.

That silhouette was especially solitary and straight in the empty corridor.

Just as her figure disappeared at the door, Adrian Langley, who had been holding on, suddenly fainted to the ground.

"Adrian!"

Only then did Victor Langley notice the son he had ignored, injured and in bad shape, urgently calling out, "Doctor! Quickly get the doctor!"

...

Juliana walked out of the side building, and a Hongqi car slowly stopped in front of her.

She was about to turn and walk elsewhere when Elias Langley embraced her from behind, opened the car door, and led her into the car.

The car started slowly, leaving the hospital.

Juliana instinctively curled up in the corner of the seat, her gaze shifting to the trees speeding past outside the window, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"Don’t mind me, I’ll be fine alone after a while."

However, Elias Langley’s arm insistently drew her closer, positioning her cheek against his chest.

Juliana uncomfortably tried to break free from his embrace, but his hand gently stroked her back.

"Sure, you can adjust yourself, but with me, you’ll recover faster."

Juliana trembled slightly in his embrace, then remained still.

"Juliana, I’m not Evan Grant. Let me share your grievances, let me dispel your sadness. In any case... no matter how the past was, I won’t be absent from your future life. Get used to having me, okay?"

The hardness Juliana had been maintaining for so long began to soften and collapse under his steady heartbeat and warm body temperature.

She subconsciously wanted to make one last bit of resistance, but a cherished yet restrained kiss landed on her forehead just at this time.

"See, relying on me isn’t that difficult, right?" he whispered.

In an instant, all the high walls Juliana had built seemed to collapse silently with that kiss.

She said nothing, simply burying her face deeper into his chest, a silent surrender.

Elias Langley’s lips curled slightly upward, and he instructed the driver, "To Global Port."

After a moment, having calmed down somewhat, Juliana noticed that the driver was Raine Kane.

She looked up at Elias Langley, "What are we going there for?"

The man gently brushed the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, "To quickly change your mood, we have to change into new clothes."

Juliana thought his words made some sense, but little did she know it was a carefully woven "trap" by the man...

Global Port was filled with luxury brands, yet Elias Langley didn’t take her to the most expensive store directly.

Instead, he followed her preferences, patiently accompanying her to choose.

In the end, Juliana chose a moderately priced outfit, but once worn, it was very comfortable.

And she took another set, packaging it.

Elias Langley swiftly paid.

Juliana indeed felt a bit better, smiling slightly, "Thank you, President Langley, for the expense."

The man raised an eyebrow slightly, "Is it only a verbal thank you?"

Juliana took the hint and stood on her toes to kiss him.

But Elias Langley turned his head to avoid it.

Juliana looked puzzled, and he held her hand, leading her back to the car.

"Dressed beautifully, just right to register the marriage."

Juliana was stunned,

He turned to look at her, a hint of evident anger flashing in his eyes.

"To prevent anyone from gossiping again, falsely accusing me of ’stealing’ my nephew’s fiancée."

What Elias Langley wanted was always legitimate.

Being the "mistress," he no longer desired.