Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1323

"Here, see if there's anything you want to eat." Ernest handed the menu to her. "I remember you loved desserts. Do you want one?"

"No, thanks." Yulia shook her head. "I don't eat desserts now."

Desserts could indeed boost one's mood.

However, it could be harmful too. Having too much would cause obesity or diabetes.

Yulia let herself be in the past because her parents would always remind her every time she ate too many desserts. But at present... She had nothing. No one was there to look after her, nor would anyone care if she slept or not.

She could only learn to take care of herself and stay away from things she should not do.

In the end, Yulia only ordered a cup of black coffee.

Ernest did not know what to say when she ordered the black coffee.

She did not go for something she used to like, but... What she liked...

Looking at Yulia, Ernest actually had a strong sense of empathy. When he lost his wife back then, he experienced a period of despair like Yulia.

Even now, he dared not say he had come out of it, let alone back then.

After the coffee was served, Yulia took a few sips. The bitter taste filled her mouth, spreading gradually, and finally flowed to the bottom of her heart.

She didn't know whether the bitterness was from the coffee or her heart.

Yulia drank half a cup before raising her head to gaze at Ernest.

"Just say it, Ernest. There must be something you want to say, calling me out so suddenly," she asked.

Ernest remained silent.

This girl sure was clever. He had only asked her to come out, and she had already guessed his intention.

"What's wrong? Can't I just invite you for a casual chat? I can only meet you when I have something to say to you?" Ernest said.

Yulia smiled faintly.

"I'm sure it's not that simple. Seeing you hesitant to speak that day in the company, I'm sure you have something to ask. It's just that you probably had something else to deal with, so you didn't come looking for me. It happened not long ago, and here you have come to me again, so it's almost impossible that you have nothing to say to me," Yulia analyzed.

"Alright, you caught me. You're as smart as ever."

"Go on, what is it you want to tell me, Ernest?" Yulia asked straight away.

"It's nothing. We used to hang out together when we were young. We didn't have a chance to gather when you were abroad, but now you are back, so I want to take this opportunity to invite Quill too. The three of us should sit together and have a talk," Ernest suggested.

Hearing this, Yulia frowned and thought, "Is he going to invite Quill?"

"Yulia, if you agree, I can call Quill now, and we can meet at..."

"No!" Before Ernest could continue, Yulia interrupted him quickly and refused his proposal.

"Look at me now. I'm no longer the Yulia I used to be. The past is in the past. There's no need to reminisce about that."

After that, Yulia stood up abruptly and strode out.

Ernest shot her a sharp gaze and got up to stop her instantly.

"Ernest?"

Yulia looked up at him, probably not expecting that he would suddenly stop her. "What on earth do you want? Your true goal is for me to meet Quill and let him know I'm working in his company, isn't it?"