Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 169

Julie hadn’t had a nightmare in ages.

Maybe it was because she was back in a familiar environment, which triggered some scenes from her subconscious mind.

She dreamt of teenaged Sansa in a white ballet dress, dancing elegantly in the living room, as Darcey, with a gentle smile on her face, guided Sansa’s dance moves with satisfaction.

Julie sat by practicing her handwriting with a pen, making a mess of it, and even splashing ink on herself. Darcey frowned and scolded her while Sansa continued to spin gracefully.

Padgett came back from work and said to Darcey, “Honey, you must be tired from all that scolding. Have some water, I’ll take over.”

Then he turned to Sansa and said, “Sansa, get your mom a glass of water.”

Sansa, who finally got a break from her dance practice, winked happily at Julie and ran to the kitchen to get some water.

Darcey sat on the sofa drinking water in a huff, while Padgett put his hands on his hips and looked at Julie sternly, “Little Julie, why do you always make your mother worry?”

Padgett winked at Julie and said, “You’re being naughty, now go clean up the weeds in the garden!”

Little did he know that Julie would rather pull weeds than practice writing. So, she happily picked up a comic book, tucked it into her pocket, and ran cheerfully towards the garden.

However, when she pushed the backyard gate open, the scene changed dramatically.

Instead of a beautiful garden, there was a winding tarred road.

Julie turned around instantly. The sunlit living room turned pitch black, with no end in sight. Sansa’s gentle and serene smile gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, heavy rain started to pour, and raindrops splashed on her face, her body….

A thunderclap roared in the sky, causing Julie to jolt in fear.

Then, there was a loud bang behind her.

Frightened, Julie spun around. She saw two cars colliding at the turn of the road. The screeching sound of brakes pierced through Julie’s eardrums. She clearly saw the bloody faces of Sansa and Darcey….

“Ah!” A scream suddenly echoed in the villa.

Julie sat up in bed, drenched in sweat.

Kieran, who was sleeping lightly next door, heard Julie’s scream and immediately got up and opened her bedroom door.

In the faint moonlight, he saw Julie curled up in a corner of the bed, hugging her legs, and trembling slightly.

“Julie.” He called her name softly and slowly approached her.

his gentle approach, Julie was startled and

voice was trembling with strong resistance, obviously terrified of Kieran coming closer.

Kieran held her hand and pulled her into his

finally reached Julie’s

her pale face. The sweat

and comforted her softly,

body gradually

blanket, gently

finally found her voice and nodded

placing her head on

in the palm of his hand. His steady heartbeat rhythmically echoed in his chest. With her ear pressed

a prince riding a white horse and giving her a passionate love story. But now she realized

the familiar scent deeply ingrained in her

didn’t bother her again that night. It was only when she woke up the next morning that

an hour late for

just her who was late, it

seemingly asleep. Looking at the time on her phone, Julie felt like giving up on going to work.

up, the hand returned to her waist.

we’re late!”

her, kept his hand on her waist and

didn’t believe that a man who could be woken up by the sound of footsteps could

louder in his ear,

pull her hand away, the man next to her suddenly rolled

of her. Before she could say anything, he

her skin around the waist.

waist, as if lighting a fire on

and a moan escaped

began

Julie suddenly yelled out.

against her leg. Julie was having some trouble breathing, a hint of what seemed

didn’t seem willing to let go of last night’s topic. He had

about two or three seconds before finally blushing and speaking, “This has nothing to do with

Kieran’s heart like a

the woman in his arms, his deep voice slightly raised, “Then what does

quietly

looking at Julie displeased, “What’s Tampax?”

Julie mumbled,

grabbed Julie’s delicate chin, raising her exquisite face, asked angrily, “What

“Is that another name for Daphne? What does your refusal to see me have to