CHAPTER 222: CHAPTER 222: I’M PREGNANT... SAVE ME...

When Juliana got the incense, she casually placed it on the table.

She genuinely wasn’t interested in it, not just brushing off Sylvia Sheridan.

In the middle of the night, Juliana woke up again due to the heat.

Just about to turn over, she realized she was tightly held in Elias Langley’s embrace.

She gently struggled, but the person behind her tightened his arms instead, with warm breath brushing across the back of her neck.

"Mason Sheridan is even sharper than your brother, aren’t you afraid he’ll find out?"

Elias Langley’s voice was heavy with sleep, making it even deeper and more alluring than usual.

"He’s drunk and sleeping like a log, don’t you trust your husband’s skills?"

Juliana’s ears turned slightly warm, she softly nudged him with her elbow, then turned around to ask, "Did you drink a lot too?"

"Mm-hmm."

He kept his eyes closed, like a big dog that loved to snuggle with its owner.

The air was filled with the scent of his shower gel mixed with a faint whiff of alcohol; it wasn’t unpleasant but rather reassuring.

"Drink a little less in the future."

Juliana’s voice was soft, carrying concern she hadn’t even noticed herself.

"As you say."

He held her tighter.

Juliana had originally wanted to ask him about the sandalwood scent on Mason Sheridan, but hearing his deepening breaths, she couldn’t bring herself to disturb him.

She lay there with her eyes open, sorting through the clues in the dark.

Just as her thoughts were a jumble, his voice came from above, sleepy yet unusually clear.

"I’ve noticed Mason Sheridan. If it’s a fox, it’ll eventually show its tail. The Sheridan Family is deep, might as well take this chance to probe."

"I’m just relying on my sense of smell, I have no evidence, you really believe whatever I say?"

Elias Langley laughed, lifting her nightdress.

"You’re my wife; if I don’t believe you, should I believe an outsider?"

Juliana’s breathing hitched, leaving her speechless momentarily.

"You fell asleep just now, I was holding back," his breathing grew a little heavier, "since you’re so energetic, why don’t we do something more meaningful?"

Juliana went rigid, pushing him away.

"Sylvia Sheridan sent some Calming Incense, if you can’t sleep..."

Elias Langley pinned her hands above her head.

"Don’t touch that stuff. Isn’t your husband helping you sleep more effective?"

Juliana, "..."

The next day, Elias Langley was as usual nowhere to be found.

At breakfast, Sylvia Sheridan was slightly startled to see a radiant Juliana in the dining room.

She actually hadn’t used the Calming Incense.

Without giving Sylvia Sheridan time to think, she saw Jared Langley attentively pull out a chair for Juliana to sit by his side.

But Juliana’s reaction was quite indifferent.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and no one noticed the flash of jealousy in Sylvia Sheridan’s eyes.

At the other end of the table, Mason Sheridan was talking to Victor Langley.

"Father asked me to personally bring century-old ginseng to help my sister recover. You’ve kept her confined for so long without letting me see her at all; it’s unreasonable, both emotionally and logically, isn’t it?"

Upon hearing the words "ginseng," Juliana couldn’t help but recall Leona Sheridan’s ruined face, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

Mason Sheridan glared at her fiercely, then turned back to Victor Langley, awaiting his reaction.

But Victor Langley’s expression turned somber.

"If we don’t confine her, should we let her continue to release snakes in the house? Or hand her over to the police so legal justice can make her repent?"

"Brother-in-law, family matters don’t need to escalate to that point, my sister was just momentarily foolish."

"So foolish she nearly caused a death, she really knows how to create trouble."

As he spoke, Victor Langley stood up.

"Don’t you know what kind of person she is? For the sake of both families, I’m merely keeping her confined. This matter is non-negotiable!"

With that, he swept out of the room.

Mason Sheridan immediately turned his ire toward Juliana, "Are you laughing at me?"

Juliana calmly placed her chopsticks down, picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of her mouth, then raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze cold as frost.

"Mr. Sheridan, you’re overestimating yourself; in my mind, you’re not even worthy of being a joke."

Mason Sheridan got thwarted by Victor Langley, and now pricked by Juliana, his temper flared instantly.

"You..."

"Uncle," Jared Langley hurriedly stood up, "Juliana means you’re not a joke, to begin with. Father’s attitude is firm, concerning mother’s matter... sorry for troubling you."

Reminded by him, Mason Sheridan recalled the main business at the Langley Residence and calmed down for the moment.

Juliana had no intention of staying any longer, finishing her meal and then leaving the dining room to head to work.

Though Mason Sheridan said nothing more, a hint of sinister intent spread in his eyes.

He came ostensibly for Leona Sheridan, but his target was Juliana.

...

Juliana stayed busy at the company until the afternoon, then left for a salon appointment to get her hair done.

Stepping out of the salon, evening had quietly cloaked the sky.

She stopped by the cake shop next door, bought a piece of blueberry mousse, and then got into the driver’s seat.

The cake was laid flat on the front passenger seat. Just as she reached for her seatbelt, there was a "bang" sound.

A massive impact caused her body to lurch forward forcefully due to inertia, her forehead slamming hard against the steering wheel. Then the recoil knocked her back, her head hitting the seatback.

Juliana felt dizzy, and suddenly a woman’s near-screaming cry pierced her ears, blinding red surging in front of her eyes again.

"Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

Raine Kane rushed over, opening the car door to check on Juliana.

Her voice was like a beam of light, pulling Juliana back from the blood-colored haze and buzzing of her consciousness.

"What happened?"

Her head throbbed violently. Enduring the dizziness and nausea, she instinctively turned to look behind the car.

The sight before her caught him off guard.

The left rear of her car had been struck by a black sedan.

But because her vehicle had undergone expensive bulletproof modifications, only shallow dents remained.

In contrast, a third of the black sedan’s front was crushed and deformed.

However, the real point of impact was beside it.

Raine Kane’s car had decisively side-crashed into the black sedan’s front.

It was precisely that heavy blow that, at the critical moment, caused the black sedan’s force to deflect, significantly reducing the shock Juliana ultimately felt.

Otherwise, had the black sedan struck with full force, the immense inertia would have been unbearable for her.

"Go check who it is?"

Juliana got out of the car, Raine Kane supporting her.

She was still a bit unsteady on her feet.

The two walked to the black sedan. The central lock clicked open.

Raine Kane unceremoniously pulled open the car door, revealing a colorless-faced Sylvia Sheridan inside!

"So it is you!"

Raine Kane was furious, reaching to drag her out, but Juliana restrained her.

Sylvia Sheridan weakly turned her head, her eyes mournfully looking towards Juliana, her voice trembling with pain: "I’m pregnant... my belly hurts... help me..."

Juliana’s brows instantly knitted tightly together.