---- Chapter 17 This time, Julian snapped right out of his reverie. He hummed in response and took Angela's hand while everyone smiled at them. He looked as if he wished he could never let go of her hand. The wedding gown was settled, and it was far easier to pick out a wedding suit for Julian. He chose a pale suit that matched Angela's gown before accompanying her while she picked out her heels. Seemingly dissatisfied with the service provided, he ended up kneeling on one knee to change her heels for her. Angela tried pair after pair, but none seemed suitable to her. Feeling bad, she said, "Why don't we just go with this pair?" "Do you genuinely like this pair, or are you just worried about troubling me?" Julian asked. Angela wanted to go with the former, but just as she was about to mumble her reply, he saw right through her. Bending down, he kissed her foot and said, " We're husband and wife. I'm not an outsider." His words put her at ease, and she was soon able to ---- choose a pair of heels she actually liked. "Angela!" Angela couldn't be more familiar with that voice. Carl had arrived right at this moment to ruin the mood. Ignoring the security guard's attempt to stop him, he marched up to Angela while everyone was busy attending to her. With a stormy expression, he bellowed, "I can't believe you're putting on such an elaborate act. Don't you think you've gone a bit too far?" Angela didn't expect Carl to show up. Frowning, " Haven't I already made things clear with you?" "Save it. You're just trying to force me to marry you, aren't you? Isn't it enough that I've agreed to make you my wife? Why did you hire all these people and make such a huge scene? Just how much money did you waste on this? You're so irresponsible," Carl ranted before reaching out to grab Angela's hand. "Hurry up and come with me. From now on, stop pulling these tricks-" His words were cut short as Julian threw a punch right ---- at his face. Caught off guard, Carl stumbled and had to grab the couch to save himself from crashing onto the floor. Wiping his bleeding nose, he roared, "Who the hell are you? How dare you hit me? I'll have you arrested by the police!" With an icy glare, Julian retorted, "I'm Julian Fuller, Angela's husband. If you wish to make a police report, go right ahead." Carl recognized that name, of course, but his immediate reaction was to express his disbelief. " That's impossible! Why would a guy like Julian Fuller marry a woman who's been around like Angela? Did she hire you to put on a show?" All he got in response was yet another heavy punch. Julian was meticulous even when it came to punching Carl. He'd punched Carl on the left earlier. This time, he aimed for the right side of Carl's face, making sure that both sides were equally swollen. Carl couldn't speak at all. He had a look of terror on his face. Eyeing him with derision, Julian said, "Be thankful Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!