Clara raised her brows . So impatient already . " Mom , give it to him . I don't need it anymore . " Her father's little tricks were far too obvious . If she still couldn't see through them after living two lifetimes , she'd really have lived in vain . If he were to find out now that she'd already registered her marriage with a firefighter , he would do everything in his power to make life difficult for Ethan . She had to wait until the shareholders ' meeting . By the time everything was finalized , it would be too late for him to stop anything . Clara went down to the Tech Department , wanting to retrieve some of her important belongings . Just as she stepped out of the elevator , the doors on the other side slid open . A tall , cold - featured man walked out , carrying a thermos lunch box in his hand . She pretended not to see him and kept walking . " Clara . " His deep voice was as detached as ever . With only a few steps , he was standing in front of her , blocking her path . She stopped , frowning . " What is it ? " " You destroyed the chip in that figurine remotely yesterday ? " Julian fixed his eyes on her , a helpless smile tugging at his lips . " There was no need to throw a tantrum with me like that . " Clara smiled too , but it was a sneer . " That thing was mine to begin with . I'll handle it however I want . " Julian frowned . " Bianca liked that figurine . I thought you wouldn't be so petty . " " Oh ? So giving your new lover a gift that was never meant for her makes you feel mature and dependable ? Or is it that Julian can't even be bothered to pick out a present for his sweetheart anymore ? " The air instantly froze . Julian stared at her for a long moment , his expression unreadable , then said quietly , " Bianca has always been fragile , and she values the sisterly bond between you two . Now that things have come to this , can't you ... at least try to get along with her ? " Clara almost laughed at the absurdity . The sarcasm spilled freely from her lips : " We ? Who's ' we ' ? I've never owed anyone anything . If we're keeping accounts , Julian - it's you who owes me ! " Seven years of her past life , all for him . The countless bitter medicines she forced down , the folk remedies she tried , the endless operations she endured in cold sterile rooms just for a chance at a child . 11.58 My Huchand Chapter 19 Julian , It's You Who Owes Me ! If he had only told her once that she was never the one in his heart , she never would have staked her life trying to bear him a child . Her chest tightened with a sharp ache , her eyes stinging despite herself . She turned to go , desperate to leave . But his hand suddenly clamped around her arm . " I'm sorry , but I can't let her down again . " Clara's laugh was ice - cold as she yanked her arm free . " How noble of you , Julian - your devotion could move heaven and earth . Then let me congratulate you in advance : may you two remain steadfast , bear children soon , and grow old together in wedded bliss ! " " From now on , go and chase your true love . As for me , Clara , I will never get in your way again . But do me one favor , Julian - stay the hell out of my life . You're an eyesore . " Julian's face darkened , his deep eyes locked on her . " Are you serious ? " But as soon as he said it , he seemed to dismiss the notion himself . His entire posture relaxed , and a faint , almost pitying smile touched his lips . After all , in their past life , he had witnessed Clara's devotion for so many years - he didn't believe for a second that she could truly let him go . " I know you're hurting , and that's why you're saying these things . That's even why you made up that marriage lie to get under my skin . But ... " His tone carried the unshakable certainty of someone who thought he saw through every one of her little schemes . His voice grew more indulgent . " Don't do this . Between us , there's no need to torture each other like this . " Clara looked at him with nothing but scorn . ( 0 ) ( 0 ) liven ? 1 11:58 0