My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Yvonne, as the real first love, could not accept the reversed ending of this script at all.

The reason she just mentioned this to Julian was that she hoped Julian would also find this ending bad and ask Emelia to modify the script in her capacity as an investor.

How could she have imagined that Julian would approve of this ending and not feel the least a bit bad about it?

“Julian…”

But the next second Julian interrupted her in a serious tone, “Yvonne, I’m doing a TV show now, not some children’s play.”

The implication was that he was happy with the current plot and she should stay out of it.

Julian’s words made Yvonne’s eyes red with anger. He was implying that she treated his project as a children’s play.

Of course she knew he was doing a TV show, when had she ever interfered with his works all these years?

If the scriptwriter had not been Emelia, she would not have been so annoyed nor interfered.

However, Yvonne could only suppress her grievances because she had not shown in front of Julian that she did not know about Emelia’s return and her role as the scriptwriter, and she had been trying hard to maintain her gentle persona.

Yvonne sneered in her heart. It didn’t matter if Julian didn’t approve of changing the script, she would get someone else to interfere with the matter.

Investors are important, so are the directors.

If the director is not happy with the script, the project will not go ahead.

Over the years in this circle, she had many of her own contacts and ways of dealing with people. She would like to see what Emelia, a scriptwriter fresh off the boat, could do to compete with her, a popular actress.

Also she had Caroline Hughes in her hand, who was given a role in all the projects that Julian invested in.

As long as Caroline Hughes was involved in this show, when the time comes to shoot, Emelia would be embarrassed.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Because of this little incident, Julian’s face did not look good. After dropping off Yvonne, he drove away without even looking at her. Yvonne was so angry that she gritted her teeth and went home.

Julian was not upset because Yvonne was meddling in his work, but because he could see through Yvonne’s mind.

Yvonne obviously knew that Emelia had returned and was the scriptwriter, otherwise she would not go to a meeting with him.

It was clear that she had been targeting Emelia, but pretended to be innocent in front of him.

This bored Julian.

He did not understand how Yvonne had become such a person now. The Yvonne he knew before was clearly composed, mature and sensible.

Only after he returned to his office did he take out the phone number of Emelia given to him by Viggo and after a moment of contemplation did he call it.

The phone was soon answered and a cool female voice came into his ear, “Hello?”

Her tone was distant and unfamiliar, Julian was angry, and his words were tinged with anger as soon as he opened his mouth, “Emelia, is the sky falling? Or else how dare you not attend such an important meeting?”

There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by the sound of her self-deprecating words, “Mr. Hughes, the sky is not falling, it’s just that I was involved in a bus rollover accident.”

“I’m sorry to have missed such an important meeting, if you’re not happy with me, you can just ask Mr. Johansen to replace me.”

After that, she hung up the phone. Her words that remained in Julian’s mind as he held the phone were the words “bus rollover”.

The gruesome images of such accidents on television fluttered before his eyes, and thinking of Emelia’s light-hearted tone just now, of his own cynicism towards her, a pang of panic inexplicably passed through his chest.