Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young-Chapter 89: We Haven’t Sparred in a Long Time—How About Tonight?
Julian Grant noticed Josephine Thompson’s hesitation and immediately dissuaded her, "Oh, come on! With your antics, if you go to someone else’s house, won’t you end up tearing it down?"
"Either stay here overnight or head to a hotel for the night."
"Or just go back to your own place."
Evelyn Thorne’s father works in Northwood.
She has a villa where she lives alone in Northwood.
However, she doesn’t like to go back.
"There’s no way I’m going back home. It’s so lonely, with tons of people telling you what to do, I don’t want that."
"Then you should do like I do; go to a hotel."
Upon hearing this, Evelyn Thorne chuckled, immediately and unapologetically sitting down on Julian Grant’s lap, "That works, I can return to the hotel if you want."
"Get away from me." Julian Grant kicked her off, disdainfully flicking his robe.
Evelyn Thorne got up and spitefully kicked back, "Hmph~, Grant the Dog, you’re really rude."
Julian Grant furrowed his brow, exhausted, "Stop messing around."
He was truly fed up.
He had originally intended to spend some alone time with Josephine Thompson to cultivate feelings.
But now, thanks to Evelyn Thorne’s interference.
The budding flame of love hadn’t fully ignited yet, when she poured buckets of cold water on it.
"Uh, let’s stop arguing. If you really have nowhere to go, you can come with me... it’s okay."
"Really?"
Josephine Thompson nodded uneasily, "Of course, no problem."
After all, she’s the guest.
She had already spoken up, how could she refuse?
But, it won’t be the courtyard house.
She has another four-hundred square meter flat in the city center of Northwood.
Located in the city center, with six or seven guest rooms, it can completely accommodate someone.
"Haha~, settled then. We’ll head back home with you later." Evelyn Thorne smiled proudly, clinging to Josephine Thompson’s arm like a child.
"..." Josephine felt a lump in her heart, left speechless.
Everyone is different.
Evelyn Thorne is probably the only one who can blend boldness with childlike innocence.
Her boldness isn’t promiscuous.
She simply enjoys handsome guys and likes pursuing physical thrills and pleasures.
Julian Grant chimed in, also making a request, "Josephine, since you’ve taken her in, how about taking me in too!"
"Weren’t you planning to stay at the hotel?"
Julian Grant mimicked Evelyn Thorne’s tone, acting coy, "I’m going to be all alone at the hotel; it’s so lonely. I don’t want that. I’d rather stick with you guys. No way, I’m also coming home with you."
"..." Josephine Thompson’s head throbbed as she looked at him helplessly. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"Anyway, tomorrow you still have to explain Ancient God to me, right? Running around is inconvenient, I might as well go home with you. Also, the bodyguard I found for you can start tomorrow. You can interview him personally."
"...Alright then!"
"Then it’s decided, we’ll head back after we’ve finished our massages."
"Uh, okay!"
...
One in the morning.
The three of them finished their massages and left the spa together.
Josephine Thompson had called the housekeeper in advance, asking him to sweep through the big apartment in the city center.
Half an hour later.
They arrived at The Blue Mountain Villa.
Josephine Thompson keyed in the password, opening the door.
"Come inside!"
"Wow, the decor is so cozy."
"These are all guest rooms; pick whichever you like!"
Julian Grant smiled warmly, "I don’t mind, any room is fine."
He went into the side bedroom on the left to have a look.
The room was comfortably designed, clean and tidy.
"Then I’ll stay here!"
"Alright."
Seeing this, Evelyn Thorne promptly picked the side bedroom next to his, "Then I’ll stay here."
Josephine Thompson smiled, "Sure, no need to be formal, just feel at home. This place isn’t often lived in, so there’s no maid service."
"There are pajamas in the closet, water and fruit in the fridge. Call me if you need anything."
"Alright, alright, you go get some sleep!"
"Mmm, mmm, good night, you guys go to bed early too," Josephine Thompson said, stifling a yawn.
She rarely stays up this late.
It’s already past two; she’s truly exhausted.
"Good night!"
The three of them went to their respective rooms.
Josephine Thompson returned to her room, changed into pajamas, and quickly fell asleep once she hit the bed.
Evelyn Thorne and Julian Grant are night owls; they hardly sleep at night.
Plus, being in a new and unfamiliar setting made it hard for them to sleep.
Especially.
After seeing Nathaniel Gallagher’s revealing photos at night, Evelyn Thorne was even more restless, tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.
By four-thirty.
She could no longer lie there; she was increasingly restless and irritated.
Only going to the living room to open the fridge for a drink.
Once she reached the living room.
She unexpectedly saw Julian Grant sitting on the sofa smoking. Clearly, he couldn’t sleep either.
"Whoa, you scared me."
Evelyn Thorne wasn’t wearing pajamas at all, just shorts and a tank top.
Then she opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of soda water.
"You can’t sleep either?"
Julian Grant frowned, "Why so much fuss? Go back to sleep."
Evelyn Thorne giggled, walked straight towards him, then nimbly jumped onto him.
With her limbs entwined around him, "Grant the Dog, we haven’t sparred in ages, how about trying it tonight?"
