Out of Control: Into Your Everything-Chapter 93: You Really Think I Don’t Dare?

At that time, Julian Ford looked at Scarlett Shaw with a completely scrutinizing and indifferent attitude.

He had nothing else to think about, just wondering how long her warm and sincere smile would foolishly last.

Perhaps it was this mentality of expecting a good show.

That’s why someone like him, who was always indifferent to others, would go alone to find her when she was trapped in the woods on a stormy day and, carrying her unconscious on his back, left alone afterward.

Julian Ford never thought he was doing a good deed.

He just wanted to personally witness how someone who easily believes in others, who doesn’t guard herself, and sincerely treats everyone, would end up in a miserable situation.

However, the one thing Julian Ford, who had control over everything, didn’t anticipate was—

Years later, when he saw Scarlett Shaw again, she was genuinely by Ryan Ford’s side once more.

He thought she was stupid.

Yet, faintly, there was an inexplicable sense of unwillingness in his heart that even he couldn’t understand.

This reluctance wasn’t as fierce and turbulent as a snowstorm. It was like a beast lying dormant, like a seed buried deep within the body, clamoring in the dark, growing unnoticed to the nerve endings.

It silently surpassed his control.

"Julian Ford."

The crisp female voice, like wind chimes, pulled Julian Ford’s thoughts back.

He lowered his eyes to look at her.

Clearly, in a vigilant posture against him, yet those clear, translucent eyes couldn’t hide the concern.

His long fingers slid from her earlobe downwards, grasping the back of her neck, and he suddenly said, "You treat everyone like this."

Scarlett Shaw was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of his sudden words, "What?"

Julian Ford’s dark eyes became deep and complex, with a coldness that seemed to arise out of nowhere.

The man was clearly still under drug control, but at this moment, he seemed calmer than she was.

Julian Ford said coldly, "When sincerity overflows, it loses its value."

Special treatment, so what of it.

One thing Julian Ford grasped from a young age was that people’s feelings were the least valuable things.

Those who claim to act out of love do nothing but selfish acts.

A strange and suffocating silence lingered between them. Scarlett Shaw glimpsed somewhere out of the corner of her eye and looked at Julian Ford, saying:

"If you’re really uncomfortable, I can call an ambulance for you. Trusting in medicine is more reliable than venting on someone."

Julian Ford paused, staring at her with a half-smile, "Call an ambulance? You want everyone to know I fell for such a cheap trick? Scarlett, you’re something else."

"Then handle it yourself?"

Scarlett Shaw kindly suggested.

Julian Ford shot her a cold glance. Though the drug’s effects had somewhat subsided, it wasn’t as if there was no reaction at all.

Her disinterested demeanor made him quite want to directly throw her onto the bed and undress her clean.

"Get out."

He was somewhat irritable, ice forming in his eyes.

Scarlett Shaw’s steps, which were originally aimed at leaving, paused at Julian Ford’s cold three words. She lowered her eyes, making it hard for Julian to see her expression.

Seeing her not moving, he frowned, "Still not getting out."

A surge of heat washed over him. Julian Ford didn’t want to lose control, so he stepped toward the bathroom. But as soon as he turned and took two steps, Scarlett Shaw suddenly hugged him from behind.

Her arms wrapped around his lean waist, teasing while skillfully moving to the front, burrowing into his arms.

Then she grabbed his tie for leverage and stood on tiptoe to kiss the corner of his lips.

Julian Ford didn’t expect her to suddenly turn around and be proactive.

For once, he was momentarily stunned, letting her have her way.

As Scarlett Shaw deepened the kiss, she tugged off Julian Ford’s tie, and as the two kissed passionately, she silently tied his wrists.

Then, taking advantage of the moment, she pushed him against the wall beside them.

"Julian Ford."

Scarlett Shaw withdrew from the kiss, no longer with a trace of infatuation on her face, clearly looking at his bound hands and saying:

"You just wait and suffocate."

Julian Ford’s face showed no sign of change. His arms slightly moved until he realized he couldn’t get free, and his brow finally furrowed.

"Don’t waste your energy; I learned this binding method from you."

Scarlett Shaw leisurely poured a glass of water and said while drinking:

"Do you remember the first time I went to Cloud Mansion? You used your tie to bind my hands. Later, I went back and spent a long time studying your tying method."

Upon hearing this, Julian Ford didn’t bother to waste energy on futile efforts and directly sat on the sofa next to him, letting his hands remain tied, raising his eyes to look indifferently at Scarlett Shaw, "You’re quite the studious one."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Scarlett Shaw smiled at him.

However, this smile no longer held any sincerity.

Julian Ford saw this and his expression grew colder. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Scarlett Shaw, at this moment, didn’t care much about Julian Ford’s mood. She put down the water cup, seeing that he truly couldn’t untie himself for the time being, and curiously asked:

"Where did you learn your tying skills? It’s quite professional. It took me a month to figure it out."

Julian Ford couldn’t be bothered to respond, "Did you tie me just to talk about this?"

"That’s not all."

Scarlett Shaw glanced somewhere, confirmed Julian Ford’s drug effects were still present, walked to him, squatted down, and slowly said while looking up at him, "Did you figure it out?"

Julian Ford lowered his eyes, his gaze falling into her eyes, "Figure out what."

"I like you."

Scarlett Shaw said these four words without any hesitation.

Julian Ford’s eyes suddenly deepened, his lips tightened for once, staring firmly at her.

Scarlett Shaw: "Those who are liked feel they have nothing to fear. Your hurtful words this afternoon, and just now, telling me to get lost, aren’t they all because you’re relying on the fact that I like you?"

Julian Ford’s expression didn’t change, speaking calmly, "Look at the situation now. Between you and me, who’s truly fearless."

He lowered his eyes, leading her gaze back to somewhere.

At this moment, Scarlett Shaw was squatting in front of Julian Ford, providing a visual impact, but even though she was in a lower position, her gaze towards him was more superior than ever before.

"Julian Ford, you’re so good-looking, wealthy, skilled, and occasionally gentle. Liking you is actually quite easy."

Scarlett Shaw’s fingers rested on Julian Ford’s knee, teasing lightly.

Her almond eyes carried a mischievous smile, her expression carefree.

Making this confession seem as light as a feather.

Julian Ford: "So you’re trying to say that not liking is also very easy."

The teasing fingers slightly paused, Scarlett Shaw lowered her eyes, "Indeed, if it weren’t for your repeated whims, flirting whenever you feel like it, my liking for you would have long vanished into thin air. After all, with someone as cold-hearted and cold-faced as you, unless one has a masochistic nature, who would genuinely and long-term like you?"

Julian Ford coldly lifted his lips, "Scarlett, you are indeed quite bold."

She wasn’t being bold.

She was almost driven to faint by him.

This afternoon, to pick a gift for him, she walked her legs off, strained her eyes, and not only got no benefits, but was also coldly turned away with a few words.

It was indescribably sad.

And just now, she was thrown two heartless words telling her to get lost.

This anger, Scarlett Shaw could not swallow no matter what.

"Julian Ford, you haven’t answered me about something from this evening. Tell me, why don’t you celebrate your birthday?" Scarlett Shaw continued to provoke, with a hint of threat in her teasing, "You don’t say, I won’t let you feel comfortable."

Julian Ford’s voice was very cold, "You can try."

Scarlett Shaw: "Do you really think I don’t dare?"