The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan!-Chapter 475: I Won’t Let You Down

Paige Sterling rubbed her temples, "Julian Hawthorne, you should leave now. I’ve already said I don’t mind us each doing our own thing. You can go find your Alisa, I don’t care."

Paige laughed, "As long as you don’t bother me, it’s fine. Really, I truly don’t mind. Just go quickly."

Julian didn’t believe that she didn’t care. The more indifferent Paige appeared, the more he felt she actually minded.

Anyway, this weird notion just wouldn’t let him leave, insisting on staying with Paige.

But eventually, Julian did leave.

Because Wayne Wright directly threw him out.

Julian, "..."

Julian, humiliated at Paige’s place, went to seek comfort from Alisa.

The way they comforted each other was having a pleasant time in bed, and afterwards, sharing their heartfelt thoughts.

Alisa was as exasperated as Julian now.

She considered herself a woman of great talent and thought that with her help, Julian could reclaim the Hawthorne Family.

Yet, despite her various schemes, the Hawthorne Family was not reclaimed. Instead, Julian was kicked out of the Hawthorne Group.

This made Alisa’s situation even more difficult.

The Tell Group is barely hanging on. If they can’t get Penson, once The Tell Group collapses, she would lose all her capital. Then how could she stand by Julian’s side?

Now, having found harmony, her body satisfied, she drew circles on Julian’s chest, "How did it go when you went to find Paige? Is she willing to hand over control of Penson?"

Julian looked displeased, "She refuses. She said she’d hire a professional manager."

Alisa frowned, "Is she still your wife? She’d rather hand the company over to outsiders than to you, her husband? What’s the point of having such a wife, just for the holidays?"

VastReach is run by professional managers now, and Penson needs one too. What are this father and daughter thinking? Are their brains broken? Insisting on handing the family company to outsiders? Don’t they know you can only see the face, not the heart? People could embezzle the company’s funds and they’d still be clueless.

A pair of foolish father and daughter!

And frankly, Alisa had never seen a woman like Paige, lacking skill yet holding onto Penson, not even trusting her own husband. Julian must have been blind initially to marry such a woman. Too bad it’s too late for regrets now.

"I really don’t understand what’s on her mind; does she even consider you her husband? If it were me, not only would I give the company to you, I’d even give my life if you asked.", Alisa said angrily.

Julian said, "A woman as short-sighted as her can’t compare to you."

He sighed, "If only she were half as sensible as you, I wouldn’t be so troubled, marrying a troublesome wife who only holds me back. No matter how smart I am, my talents remain buried."

Alisa couldn’t bear seeing Julian’s talented self stuck like this, and once again used her body to comfort him.

Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Paige continued to lie in Wayne Wright’s arms trying to sleep, but this time she couldn’t fall asleep. Her hands were restless, running up and down Wayne’s body.

Unable to stand it anymore, Wayne grabbed her slender wrist, warning, "Stop it, sleep."

Paige ignored him, continuing in her own way, and felt Wayne’s chest. Suddenly, she sat up, pulling Wayne’s shirt up to his chest, her face looking bad, "How come there’s a scar here?"

She hadn’t noticed it until now.

Wayne pulled his shirt back down without speaking, wanting to quietly move away.

Paige turned over, straddling his waist, looking serious, not easy to deceive.

"I’m asking you, how did this scar come about? When did you get hurt? Don’t lie when answering me."

Paige’s questions were too pushy, so Wayne outright said, "I don’t know, maybe you caused it."

Paige laughed angrily, "So just by touching you, I left a scar? Why didn’t you say I could stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

Wayne’s gaze was deep, "You can’t?"

Paige, "..."

Seeing that he wasn’t telling the truth, Paige stopped asking, her hands moved over the scar a few more times, her eyes reddening.

Wayne couldn’t stand seeing her holding back her sorrow in this uncultivated way, raised his hand wanting to touch her eyes, wanting to tell her not to cry.

Paige rarely cried, but whenever she did, it hurt him very much.

Yet, before he could touch Paige, she suddenly pulled over the blanket, turning her back to Wayne, ignoring him.

Upset.

Wayne had no idea how to coax her, but again she turned over, sat up, and coldly asked, "Be honest, do you have any other injuries on your body? Dare lie to me and I’ll never bother with you again."

"No," Wayne said, "Really no."

But Paige didn’t believe him, "Take off all your clothes and pants, I want to see for myself."

Wayne’s stiff face immediately turned red, but Paige kept staring at him coldly.

Under Paige’s gaze, he still took off everything, allowing Paige to examine.

Paige didn’t see any other fresh wounds, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Wayne quickly put his clothes back on, but Paige suddenly asked, "No external injuries, what about internal ones? Do you have any internal injuries?"

Wayne shook his head, "None."

Paige still didn’t believe, now looking at Wayne as if he were a compulsive liar.

After spending so long together, he had such a wound and yet managed to hide it from her completely—definitely a liar, right?

And looking at that scar, when he first came to her, the wound hadn’t healed yet, but he resolutely said nothing.

She was feeling so irritated now.

So in the days following, Paige stopped paying attention to Wayne.

No matter how he tried to please her, she ignored him.

If she spoiled this man more, he’d only keep hiding things from her too.

Thinking not mentioning it would prevent her from worrying, selfishly believing he’s considering her.

A few days later, Julian, unable to hold back, visited again, still using the child as an entry point.

"Paige, you like children, right? Should we have a child?"

Paige, "..."

Julian, "During this time, you can peacefully prepare for pregnancy at home, and let me worry about everything else, okay?"

Every time Julian visited Paige, Paige wouldn’t agree to hand over Penson to him, making Julian gradually lose patience with her,

He believed he’d been good enough to Paige, yet she still wouldn’t hand over Penson, what’s she trying to do?

Julian started to act pitiful, "Paige, now my mom wants to kill me, my brother guards against me, even my grandpa doesn’t take me seriously. I have no place in the Hawthorne Family, I only have you left, do you also want to treat me as an outsider?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, a grown man reduced to such an humble state was indeed quite heart-wrenching.

But Paige sometimes isn’t even human; she’s a blockhead.

Julian continued, "You know my skills, just give me one chance, and I can soar. The Hawthorne Group has blocked all my opportunities, only you can save me now. You wouldn’t want to see me being an ordinary man all my life, right? Plus, I’m your husband, if I become such a man, you wouldn’t be able to hold your head high either."

Paige, "...", haha.

Julian, "Paige, I hope you can look further ahead, think more about our future, think more about our future children, hand Penson over to me, and let me fight for our family, for our kids, okay? I promise I won’t disappoint you."

Paige, "I won’t."