Julian had prepared the bathwater, and Aurora, sitting in the warm bathtub, moaned comfortably, “It’s so warm.”
“You just got over a cold yesterday, and today you fell into the sea again. What if you get sick?” he worried.
“Julian, don’t worry, I’m in good health, I won’t be so frail,” Aurora reassured him, though each time she claimed her health was fine, Julian felt an inexplicable ache in his heart.
Foolish Aurora was still unaware of her own health issues with her uterus. Thinking of this, Julian’s tone softened.
“Soak a little longer, I’ll go make some ginger tea for you.”
“No, Julian, let Mrs. Hill make it,” Aurora had not forgotten the ginger tea this person had made before.
Julian remembered that unfortunate history and his face turned slightly red.
“Cough, then let Mrs. Hill make it.”
“Julian, why don’t you step out for a bit? Watching me like this, I feel like I’m a kindergartner,” Aurora said, noticing Julian squatting by the bathtub.
He was overly worried about her. What could possibly happen to her in her own home? Could she accidentally travel through time from a fish tank?
“I’ll stay with you,” Julian insisted, shadowed by past incidents where something always happened the moment he left her side.
“If you insist on staying, then stay,” Aurora sighed, after soaking for a while longer and preparing to get out.
Julian wrapped her in a large towel and carried her to the bed, almost dressing her himself.
Aurora giggled foolishly, “Julian, you remind me of someone.”
“Oh?” Julian looked up as he was drying her off.
“Like my mom. She used to bathe me, dry my hair, and dress me when I was little,” Aurora smiled slightly, feeling more and more that Julian was like a mother figure.
“Naughty Aurora, I’m being kind, and you say I’m like your mom,” Julian gently tapped her head, not really wanting to hurt her.
Aurora wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her head against his chest, “Julian, I know you treat me the best, you’re so patient. When our child is born, you’ll surely be just as patient.”
The mention of a child changed Julian’s expression. He responded casually, “Alright, get dressed properly, and I’ll go make that ginger tea.”
As Aurora dressed, she murmured, “He acts so strange whenever we talk about children.”
Julian couldn’t bring himself to tell Aurora about her health issues, but every time he saw her hopeful about children, his heart ached.
“Mr. Barnet, how is the young lady?” Mrs. Hill asked, holding a spatula and looking concerned.
“She’s caught a chill, but she’s okay. Tell me how to make the ginger tea, I’ll prepare some to warm her up,” Julian quickly masked his expression.
“Alright, it’s rare for Mr. Barnet to be so thoughtful. After that scoundrel hurt her so badly in the past, I thought all good men were gone. It seems all this was destined, if the young lady hadn’t broken up with that scoundrel, how could she have met you?” Mrs. Hill chattered as she showed Julian how to slice the ginger and how much to use.
“Right, if the young lady is drinking ginger tea, does that mean she won’t take her medicine today?” Mrs. Hill suggested, noting that neither ginger tea nor herbal tea tasted good.
“She must take it! She can’t miss it, not a single dose. Prepare tomorrow’s medicine tonight, put it in a thermos, and she can take it to work tomorrow,” Julian instructed.
“Yes, Mr. Barnet, but I think the young lady is quite healthy. Why does she need to drink any herbal tea?” Mrs. Hill was also puzzled.
“Some illnesses aren’t visible to the eye. Anyway, it’s for her good. Dumplings for dinner?” Julian seemed to want to quickly move the conversation away from the topic.
“Yes, she used to love dumplings when she was with the Montgomery family. Pork and chive filling, as well as mushroom and chicken filling, were her favorites.”
“Then make them well.”
Julian had prepared ginger tea and brought it back to Aurora’s room, where she was already neatly dressed.
He brought a bowl of ginger tea and a bowl of herbal tea, “Here, drink the ginger tea first, then the herbal tea.”
Every time it was time to take her medicine, Aurora’s face would scrunch up, and Julian had to patiently persuade her, though she was cooperative.
She went to bed early that night, perhaps because she was too tired, and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Julian, breaking his usual habit, did not disturb her.
Seeing her sleeping, his eyes softened, and he turned off the light and quietly left the room.
Walking to his study, he dialed a number, “President, what’s happening so late?” Rocky’s voice was sleepy.
“I want Susan out of the entertainment industry,” Julian stated each word distinctly.
Rocky hadn’t expected him to suddenly bring up Susan.
“President, has something happened?”
“You don’t need to worry about the details. Just make sure she has no standing in the industry and let the world see her true face!”
“Yes, President.”
Even though Rocky wasn’t face-to-face with Julian, he could feel his clenched teeth and the hatred in his voice.
He didn’t need to think twice; Julian never cared about women, so it must be related to Aurora.
In the entertainment industry, Susan had always maintained the image of a goddess, adored by countless fans, and many elementary and middle school students saw her as a fairy sister.
But that seemingly pure woman had tried to push Aurora into the sea to drown her. Julian didn’t want to make a scene in front of so many people previously.
But he couldn’t let this incident slide easily; no one could harm Aurora, not even slightly. Since damage had been done, it would be compensated by her star path.
“Do you have any plans, President?” With this woman connected to Aurora, Rocky needed to ask Julian to what extent he should proceed.
“Reveal the truth from three years ago. A homewrecker is always despised. Once the so-called pure maiden is tainted, can she cleanse herself?” Julian said coldly, knowing that what Susan cared about the most was her future.
“Yes, I’ll start preparing now.”
“Good.”
Julian hung up the phone, sat on the balcony, and lit a cigarette. Blowing out a ring of smoke, he felt some of his gloom dissipate.
“Julian.”
Aurora’s voice came from behind. She was wearing a white nightgown, barefoot, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
She clearly hadn’t woken up fully, and it was a mystery how she suddenly woke up and started searching for Julian all over.
Julian extinguished his cigarette, “What is it?”
“I want you to stay with me as I sleep.”
Aurora tugged at his shirt.