Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!-Chapter 40 - Had a Little Drink

Thinking of the image of her with a red butterfly elastic band on her calf.

The charming sway of her calves.

His hand grasping her luminous and fair ankle was extremely beautiful.

Fifteen minutes later, inside the hotel suite.

Trevor Sullivan had someone call ten women over.

Glamorous, innocent, sweet, skinny, full-bodied, there was every type.

One by one, they were fair-skinned and beautiful.

“Mr.

Thompson, choose one, or you could choose several,” Trevor Sullivan strongly recommended.

James Thompson casually sat on the sofa, raising an eyebrow indifferently, “Seems like you often go for several?”

Trevor Sullivan shook his head, “No, just one at a time.”

He didn’t have the taste for group activities.

As time ticked by, Trevor Sullivan still hadn’t seen James Thompson choose anyone.

“…”

Trevor Sullivan found it a bit amusing, “Bro, are you gonna choose or what?”

James Thompson casually pointed to one of the glamorous ones.

Trevor Sullivan laughed, he himself took a sweet one and left, other staff would take away the remaining women.

The woman chosen by James Thompson, her gaze seductively fixated on the man.

She was really lucky, first-timers at least met a handsome man instead of some potbellied one.

The woman walked over with a twist of her slender waist.

**

After leaving the children’s playground, Julia Land and Violet went to have a barbecue.

The two of them came home reeking of barbecue smoke.

Violet watched Julia enter her house before walking to the next door room to enter.

When Julia got home, she turned on the lights, went to the fridge to get some water to drink; barbecue always made her particularly thirsty.

It was while she was drinking that she received a call from James Thompson.

The first thing the man said on the other end, sluggishly, was, “I found myself a glamorous woman.”

Julia Land, “Are you insane?”

Calling in the middle of the night to spout nonsense.

His voice was hoarse, lazily laughing, “I’m at the hotel now, getting ready to get a room with someone.”

Julia’s mind was a bit dazed, “…what?”

She listened to the man’s breaths on the other end of the phone, her mind finally catching on.

It wasn’t that Julia was slow, but she hadn’t expected him to tell her.

“You found a glamorous woman to get a room with?” she asked, tilting her head.

The man chuckled under his breath, in a bewitching tone, “Do you really want to let me go to someone else?

An hour’s worth of work, not everyone’s got that kind of stamina.”

This topic was definitely for those above eighteen.

“An hour is quite impressive,” Julia leaned against the fridge, eyebrow raised, “Where are you?

What’s the hotel room number?”

James Thompson smiled upon hearing that, “Wendell Hotel, 1001.”

Julia hung up the call and dialed the police directly.

Prostitution is illegal.

James Thompson heard the doorbell and thought Julia had come charging over.

He had a peculiarly pleasant feeling.

He opened the door to face the police outside, raising an eyebrow with composure.

Inside the room, there was no sign of a woman.

“Mr.

Thompson, sorry to have disturbed you.”

“Mhm, thank you for your hard work.”

After seeing off the police, James Thompson closed the door, rubbing his temples.

A woman scorned could really be the death of you.

The problem was, he kind of didn’t want to let go of this deadly woman.

He took his phone and pulled out a drawer to take a small umbrella to put in his pocket, then strode out of the room, walked out of the hotel entrance, and got into the car.

The car stopped under Julia Land’s apartment building.

This time, James Thompson sent a video call to Julia.

“Is there something?” Julia lay on her bed, about to apply some moisture to her dry eyes—she had cried too much today, her eyes were red and dry.

He could only see the ceiling through the camera, not her.

The man snorted, “I’m waiting for you downstairs.”

Julia replied coolly, “Not coming down, no time.”

The man scoffed, “Your little pig underwear, I’ve stuck it on the front door.”

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“…”

That move was seriously something else.

James Thompson laughed, “Remember to go out and get it.”

The man on the other end hung up the phone, and Julia Land hesitated for a moment, wondering if James Thompson was really going to do it.

She was afraid that tomorrow someone would pass by her door and see a pair of little pig underwear.

She would be mortified.

He should be downstairs now, not at the door.

Julia Land hesitated for a moment and still got up from bed, walking out of the room.

James Thompson was standing right at the door of Julia Land’s room.

He was like a hunter in search of prey.

Patiently waiting for the prey to open the door.

James Thompson had come this time to find out once and for all whether she had really accepted that man’s marriage proposal.

He heard the sound of the door opening, his gaze fixed intently on her.

Julia Land opened the door and saw James Thompson standing there.

“…”

The two stared at each other, eye to eye.

James Thompson chuckled lightly.

Just as Julia Land was about to close the door, the man forced his way in, propping the door open.

Her right hand was firmly gripped by him.

The heat of the man’s palm radiated as he restrained her wrist, hugging her, and dragging her into the room before shutting the door.

James Thompson examined her right hand but saw no ring.

He then checked her left hand.

There was no ring there either.

Julia Land asked, “What are you looking for?”

James Thompson snorted mockingly, “I wanted to see what your engagement ring looks like.”

Staring at her, he noticed that her eyes were still red from crying too much during the day, “When are you getting married?

Hm?”

Julia Land finally understood what his series of actions was about.

“Hm?

Wait here.” Julia Land attempted to return to her bedroom, but James Thompson didn’t let go.

Julia Land gave him a sideways glance, “You wanted to see the ring, right?

Come with me.”

This time, James Thompson held Julia Land’s hand as they entered the bedroom.

The paper ring was carefully treasured in a pretty little box.

James Thompson examined the paper ring, “Are you serious?”

Julia Land’s left hand couldn’t exert too much force, but she was still able to pinch the paper ring.

She placed it on her right pinky finger.

She smiled, “It’s a token of protection, not that kind of marrying.”

This was a big misunderstanding.

“You called the police on me?” James Thompson sat calmly on the edge of the bed, shifting the conversation as he started petty calculations.

“No!” Julia Land would be stupid to admit it.

James Thompson tugged gently and pulled her to sit on his lap, holding her in his embrace.

His body was burning hot.

She was forced to lean against his chest, listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat.

“Would you consider being with me?

Getting married.”

Through this incident, James Thompson had sincerely felt that if he couldn’t bear to part with her, the best solution was to tie her to his side.

Julia Land forgot to struggle, not pushing him away.

Marry him?

Julia Land shook her head, being honest, “I don’t want to get married for now.”

After she had spoken, he lifted her chin to cup her face.

He looked into her eyes.

“Are you unable to forget Noah Quarter?” he asked casually.

“Of course not,” Julia Land replied, shaking her head in disapproval.

James Thompson chuckled, “Fine, we don’t have to get married, but from today onward, we are boyfriend and girlfriend.

How does that sound?”

After saying this, he didn’t give her a chance to refuse.

“It’s 11 p.m.

now,” he stated in a husky voice, giving a time update.

Julia Land was puzzled by his intention.

The man spoke in a husky voice, staring at her with a certain intensity.

It was unclear how long it had passed before he finally let her go.

“Little Julia, it’s midnight now, an hour has passed.”

Julia Land was worn out, but she was stubborn enough to roll her eyes at him.

A muffled chuckle emanated from James Thompson’s chest.

The man said with laughter, “Starting today, Julia Land is James Thompson’s girlfriend.”

Julia Land’s heart fluttered.

Maybe she could give it a try since her interactions with James Thompson had been quite harmonious thus far.

Just then, in the dead of night, Julia Land’s phone rang.

Not the best timing, as it shattered the mood.

And the caller was Noah Quarter.

James Thompson glanced at Julia Land with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Julia Land also found it strange.

Why would Noah Quarter call her in the middle of the night?