Refusing To Divorce (Julia and Harry)

That evening, Barry drove home from the office to plek her. As soon as Julia gat in the car, she glared at i annoyed. "Vou know Tis not feeling well, yet you still want me to have dinner with you"

"Ten taking you to meet à friend," Harry said:

e side of Harry's face, clearly

Julia was even more invited. She thought Harry meant t was a business dinner he couldn't skip, but it was just to meet a friend. There were plenty of was to annoy Julia, bun Harry seemed to have a knack for always hitting a nerve. Hany, if you're meeting a friend, shouldn't you be taking Arya?" Julis asked.

"After all. Arya is not only your true love but also your lover, hit it more prestigious for a man to show up with his lover, proving he's popular among women she thought.

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Seeing Harry not responding, Julia didn't bother to push further.

They hadn't held a wedding party when they married, panly to avoid the hassle but also because Julia didn't want to immerse herself in Harry's life. Getting to know, Harry's friends felt like admitting their marriage was more than just a piper agreement- a realization she was clear-headed about. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the car cooled down as Julia weist silent, which Harry found old. He glanced at her a few more times and saw she close her eyes. He snored. "Why stop talking now? Aren't you usually sharp- tongued!"

"What's the point of talking to you? It's not like you'd answer anyway," Julia replied, eyes still closed, her voice laced with resignation and amusement. "Since you're taking me to meet your friend, you must have your reasons"

Harry looked away. He hadn't really considered why he wanted Julia to meet Asher. From the start of their marriage, he hadn't planned on letting Julia into his life, let alone introduce her to his friends. Bringing Julia to meet his friends meant bringing her into his social circle When quiet settled between them. Julia cracked open an eye in disinterest and spotted Harry chilling with his eyes shut, too. Figuring talking was pointless, she stayed silent.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly turned cold, quiet enough to make Alden feel uncomfortable. Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Harry, then Julia, noting their strikingly similar postures. Alden silently thought to himself, They're really a match! Arriving at the restaurant, Julia and Harry made their way to the private room under the waiter's guidance.

Asher hadn't arrived yet, and Julia, not knowing which of Harry's friends she was about to meet, sipped her coffee out of boredom. Seeing Harry engrossed in his phone, she couldn't help but say, "Honestly, if I weren't sitting here, I'd find it hard to believe someone like yo Harry looked up, calmly responding. "What do you mean someone like me? Do you think I'm like you, not even a single friend to my name?"

Julia reminded herself not to get annoyed with Harry, but his words were infuriating. She retorted without thinking, "You're cunning and deceitful, It's a miracle you have any friends. But I'm different. I simply prefer not to make them."

"Oh. Id love to see what kind of friends a sarcastic person like you could make," Harry said.

Julia was tempted to leave, not wanting to give Harry the satisfaction. 'Sarcastic! I only seem like that around you, she thought

Turning away, Julia refused to engage further, wishing the dinner would end quickly. The last thing she wanted was to another minute in Harry's company.

"What's the use of a handsome face when he always talks sharp! When it comes to being sarcastic, I'm no match for him, she said silently. After waiting for nearly thirty minutes. Harry's friend was still a no-show, making Julia grow impatient and suggest Harry give him a call Harry hadn't expected Asher to stand them up. Before he could make the call, Asher's call came through.

Secing Harry's expressionless face as he hung up, julia realized Harry's friend wasn't showing up. "Looks like your friend isn't all that reliable, standing us up after making plans. And here I thought you were such a successful guy. Turns out you're just like me" Julia didn't m She was fed up with Harry always mocking and speaking rudely to her.

uninterested in Julia's commentary, simply ordered the waiter to start serving the dishes

julia hurriedly said, "Then let's not bother eating. The guest of honor isn't even here. It's boring to eat just the two of us. Besides, it's clear we don't really want to dine with each other. Id prefer to get home early."

1/2 Chapter 40

"We're eating before we go. Harry ignored Julia's suggestion and asked the walter to leave.

Julia watched the waiter leave, then turned to Harry, pouling. "Dining with someone as cold as Harry Just makes the whole atmosphere tense and dull. Totally kills the appetite, Julia thought. She seldom had meals alone with Harry, and frankly, she preferred it that way. Harry began eating with relish, completely ignoring Julia, who felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, barely touching her food. Even a royal feast would lose its appeal with Harry as her only company.

Harry's movements were graceful, exuding elegance.

Julia couldn't help but sneak glances at Harry, admitting to herself that, when silent, his every move was captivating.

It crossed Julia's mind that if their marriage weren't just based on an agreement, Harry's handsome face alone might make her more tolerant of any future disagreements.

Midway through the meal, noticing that Julia had hardly eaten and was instead slaydreaming at him, Harry spoke up, his voice chilly but enchanting. "What are you trying to say with those adoring eyes you're giving me! His tone was pleasing, but the words were anything Julia pouted and looked away nonchalantly. "When faced with something pleasing to the eye, It's natural to

take a longer look. It doesn't necessarily mean anything. Like when I see a handsome dog on the street, I can't help but stare a bit longer and might even go over to play with it"

"Is that so?" Harry snapped, irritated by Julia's comparison of him to a dog.

Julia just smiled silently, her gaze briefly landing on Harry's phone as it lit up with Arya's name. She looked at Harry with a half-smile.

Harry remained calm and answered Arya's call right in front of Julia.

The private room was silent enough that Arya's voice clearly reached Julia, who listened while leisurely continuing her meal. "Harry, I miss you," said Arya.