CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42: HE DOESN’T BELIEVE JULIANA JACOBS WOULD CHEAT

Protecting Stella is their task, so Juliana inevitably has to suffer some losses.

Just as Juliana’s hands were being restrained, Stella suddenly ripped open her bag.

The contents of the bag scattered all over the ground, including the phone.

"Let me go!"

Juliana’s hands were twisted behind her back, she couldn’t move, staring helplessly as Stella "accidentally" stepped on her phone.

The sharp heel directly smashed through the phone...

By the time Evan arrived, they had been moved to the roadside.

Juliana sat by the flower bed, holding a broken phone, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Stella was sitting in the nanny van, her face pale, trembling all over.

The bodyguard reported to him that Stella had already taken the medicine, but not a word was mentioned about Juliana.

Evan’s first thought was to check on Juliana, but as he took a step toward her, Stella suddenly banged her head hard against the car window.

He didn’t hesitate, turned around and got into the car, holding her down.

Stella kept shaking her head, "Sorry, brother. I didn’t mean to upset sister-in-law, I shouldn’t have been there, seeing her with Dr. Miller..."

Evan is a shrewd person, the implication became less credible once spelled out.

Stella stopped at just the right moment, closed her mouth, and shook her head.

She used her behavior to hint at him, that she had seen something she shouldn’t have.

However, Evan only glanced at Juliana over there with deep eyes, then grabbed her shoulders and asked, "It’s okay now, calm down, have you had enough medicine? Can you quiet down on your own?"

"I can..."

But she couldn’t catch her breath, her lips turning blue.

Evan frowned and gestured to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard stepped forward and bent over.

"Take my wife home, and don’t let her leave until I return."

Upon hearing this, Stella collapsed into Evan’s arms.

The car shot toward the hospital like an arrow.

Juliana watched them leave hand in hand, not that heartbroken, just feeling a bit foolish.

Using Stella to create a rift between them, but the recording was destroyed by her. It seems I’m still a bit lacking when it comes to dealing with women like her.

"Madam, please come home with us." the bodyguard said.

"I need to go to the phone repair shop."

Juliana held onto a shred of hope.

But the bodyguard was unyielding, "Madam, this is President Grant’s order, please don’t make it difficult for us."

Juliana narrowed her eyes, "What if I insist on repairing the phone before going home?"

...

In the car, Stella was gasping for breath in Evan’s arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Brother, it’s my fault, I saw sister-in-law talking to Dr. Miller, very close, so I wanted to go up and ask them what they were doing..."

"I didn’t mean to disturb them, but as soon as sister-in-law saw me, she started scolding, saying I could be with you all day but she couldn’t meet others..."

It was initially to stir up trouble, but as Stella spoke, she realized Evan was distracted.

"Brother," Stella suddenly hugged him, "Please help me, ask sister-in-law not to misunderstand me, I’m scared."

Evan came back to his senses, naturally pushing away her hands around him.

"What are you afraid of?"

Stella’s tears kept streaming down.

"The old lady already dislikes me a lot, if someone tells her that sister-in-law hates me, there’s no way for my mother and I to survive."

The old lady’s ruthless methods were well-known among her former rivals.

Evan lightly patted her back, "Don’t worry, your sister-in-law is sensible, she only argues with me at home and won’t let grandma know."

When they got to the hospital, Stella’s condition had improved significantly, but Evan still had her checked in for observation overnight.

Stella requested the doctor to arrange for her a corner room to prevent George Grant and Lily Windsor from finding out about the incident.

Of course, she did this to show Evan that she was a considerate woman.

However, Evan didn’t have much reaction to her careful arrangement, just comforted her briefly before leaving in a hurry.

Stella was quite surprised, does he really not believe that Juliana would cheat?

...

When Evan returned to Platinum Bay, Mrs. Young was standing at the gate watching.

Seeing him get out of the car, she hurriedly ran over.

"President Grant, if you’re worried that an argument with your wife will tarnish your reputation, you might as well discuss openly in a secluded place. Why bring her back by force? Misunderstandings can be resolved, but if the knot becomes deadlocked, there’s nothing you can do even if you try to make amends later."

"I didn’t order anyone to bind her."

As Evan walked into the living room, he saw Juliana sitting on the sofa with her hands tied behind her back, surrounded by four bodyguards.

Evan was instantly furious, "Who told you to tie her up?"

One of them stepped forward, bowing slightly, "President Grant, madam wouldn’t cooperate."

Evan pushed him aside, walked up to Juliana, and untied her.

"She’s my wife, equal in status to me, so if I were to not cooperate one day, would you bind me too?"

The bodyguards realized they had made a huge mistake and quickly apologized.

Juliana’s arms were sore, as she looked toward the bodyguard who had twisted her arms in the mall for Stella.

"You followed Stella’s instructions, manhandled me, and threw away my phone, what benefits did you get from her?"

The bodyguard’s face turned pale, "No no, it’s just that I misunderstood President Grant’s intentions, we thought Miss Grant was..."

He glanced at Evan’s expression and didn’t dare to continue.

"Why did you throw her phone?" Evan asked.

The bodyguard was very aggrieved, "Madam wouldn’t cooperate to go home, using the excuse of repairing her phone, but the phone was already beyond repair, so in the interest of efficiency, I... threw Madam’s phone away."

Evan’s sharp gaze softened as he looked at Juliana.

"If it’s thrown, it’s thrown, honey, I’ll buy you a better one."

Juliana had already given up on that broken phone, and she had also completely given up on this man.

"The phone doesn’t need to be the best, but when it comes to a man... I’d prefer to find a better one."

Evan’s face turned cold.

"Juliana, Stella is sick, so I’ve been taking care of her more lately, but even if you’re jealous or angry, you shouldn’t say some things carelessly."

"Jealous?"

Juliana scoffed.

"When your father pushed me, it was another woman’s hand you were holding. Your bodyguards look at people and serve Stella like she’s your wife, but treat me like a prisoner. Evan, how low do you think I have to be to still be filled with love for you up to now?"

Evan grabbed her arm, dark, violent anger swirling in his eyes, but he restrained himself from acting out in front of the bodyguards.

He just said to her coldly, "Don’t fabricate things, be mindful of your status!"

Juliana gritted her teeth, shook off his grip, and rolled up her sleeve, revealing her bruised arm.

"In your eyes, facts are fabricated, and illusions are the truth itself, right?"