The Lust Of My Husband Chapter 226 It Was Him

All the guests were greatly alarmed because of the silent stare of the two men, fearing that they would be affected by their anger.

Timothy was the first to speak up, “Mr. Leach, you seem to love Mrs. Leach very much.”

Benson wrapped his arm around Juliana’s waist to assert his position of ownership, “She’s my wife and naturally, I love her.”

Timothy laughed lightly and asked Juliana, “Mrs. Leach, you also trust Mr. Leach a lot.”

Juliana said, “Of course, he is my husband.”

Benson was in a happy mood over that statement.

He liked it when Juliana told the others that he was her husband.

Timothy smiled meaningfully, “Last night, Mr. Leach showed great interest in the female racer last night as a judge of the Racing Championship in F City, so I guess Mr. Leach really admires her.”

Hearing this, Juliana and Benson looked at each other with a smile.

Timothy only felt that their smiles had a sense of mockery as if he who had just spoken was a clown.

This was the first time Timothy had felt this way except in front of Miranda.

Benson laughed lightly, “Don’t worry about it, Mr. Greene. Jill knows that.”

Because she was the female racer last night.

Timothy looked at them and raised his glass politely, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, “Mr. Leach, please make yourselves comfortable. Excuse me.”

Then, he said to Selene gently, “Your dress is dirty. Let me take you to change one.”

Timothy’s voice was so gentle that a random sentence seemed to be full of tenderness.

It made Selene feel like she was being tenderly coddled by Timothy. She nodded shyly and said, “Okay.”

Timothy asked her, “Is your sister’s name Juliana?”

Selene said, “Yes, she’s always been a little short-tempered. Mr. Greene, please don’t take her words to heart.”

Timothy lightly said, “Okay”, and then looked back at Juliana.

Juliana was the one who questioned that Wendy was not Randall!

Selene thought his glance was a warning, so she followed and looked back at Juliana with complacency and provocation.

She was really luckier than Juliana.

Juliana did not withdraw her gaze until the two of them went upstairs.

Benson’s gaze was fixed on Juliana, who kept looking at Timothy’s back and did not withdraw her gaze until he was out of sight.

Benson frowned at this and had a discomforting feeling in his heart.

A thought grew wildly in his mind.

Benson asked Juliana in a low voice, “Is he the one you were talking about?”

The fiancé she used to be in love with?

Juliana shook her head lightly, “No.”

She looked up at Benson and said, “I do wish it was him, but in my heart, he was my brother, then my enemy, and then I was the one who owed it to him.”

Juliana thought, if Timothy had been the first person to pursue her in her previous life and she had been engaged to Timothy, she wouldn’t have suffered all the betrayals and hurts, would she?

But there was no “if” and there couldn’t be that “if”.

She had never had a crush on Timothy and would never have thought that Timothy had loved her if Wendy hadn’t told her before she had died.

Benson stared at Juliana for a moment, then took her hand, “Okay.”

She said it wasn’t Timothy, so it was someone else.

But Timothy still brought him a strong sense of crisis.

Benson was thinking that they had already met Timothy and the party was boring, and asked Juliana, “Do you want to go home?”

Juliana looked up at the second floor and shook her head lightly, “I want to know what he’s doing in F City, and I want to find out some things.”

How could Timothy come to F City to be a judge for no reason?

What exactly was he doing here?