After the Divorce, CEO Realizes He’s the Stand-In Lover

Chapter 287 She is a fool

Julian took the hospital bed from the nurse and carefully pushed Natalie into

the VIP ward.

The ward was very large, and due to VIP reasons, the overall decoration was

very exquisite, even making it difficult to tell if it was in the ward or a luxury

hotel.

Julian grabbed the handle of the bed in his hand and slowly stopped to look

around the ward slightly.

Measure carefully from top to bottom, from left to right, without leaving any

corner behind.

He was looking for potential safety hazards in this ward.

The Graham had many competitors. Previously, when he was on business trips, he often faced many bad things, so he had to develop such a cautious

habit.

After all, this was not at Graham’s Hospital, and Julian cannot guarantee

whether it was safe here.

What he needed to do was ensure that Natalie was absolutely safe in this

ward.

After circling around, Julian felt a little relieved.

While observing the surroundings, he also noticed the decoration of this

ward.

Very simple and elegant.

He didn’t know why to feel an inexplicable emotion when he saw such decoration in his heart.

The simple and dignified feeling matched Natalie’s temperament very well.

She must be very happy living here.

Because everything here was just right, completely in line with her aesthetic.

The man couldn’t help but recall the way Natalie stayed at home.

At that time, she always sat by the warm stove in the living room, wearing a

white long skirt.

The long skirt was a very plain white color, just like the decoration of this

ward.

She sat in a rattan rocking chair, bowing her head and meticulously weaving

a blanket, with warm flames within reach.

Natalie always sat in the living room weaving blankets for him, but he used the excuse of complicated company affairs and came back late every day.

How late did he come back? Natalie sat in front of the fire for as long as

possible.

Even the flames in the stove were completely extinguished. She seemed to finally understand that he wouldn’t come back tonight.

Until then, Natalie would barely stand up and silently return to her room,

and lonely

late, but he

to let Natalie sit alone by the

didn’t want

spent time with her like

is even willing

not to

was enough to demonstrate the depth

and shoes in the car until he saw Natalie walk

the room alone.

the car expressionless and walked into the living

coldly.

had already done so, the next morning, there

blanket by his bedside.

stacked, warm and gentle,

dignified personality.

home at night, but Natalie still showed him

consideration

thinking about various

fists and even wanting to

saw that blanket in the morning, his first.

was boredom,

that emotion came from.

time, he subconsciously felt that

blanket, tightly glued to him, unable to shake it off no

was

of disgust in his heart, he asked the servant

to touch that blanket.

in a straight line, feeling endless regret for what he had

done before.

could he do

he lowered his head

lying quietly on the hospital bed at the moment.

particularly thin.

slender and delicate in

by some supernatural means, Julian involuntarily held her slender

appeared

man frowned, his pitch-black pupils indicating his surging emotions at

the moment.

a blanket…

tired, right?

did she think when she waited for

against him for not returning

she feel that her husband was fooling

quickly

She was Natalie.

much that she wouldn’t think that

been foolishly worried about him at that time,

bastard would have an

he might encounter an accident and be harmed.

so foolish that she was so kind to someone who didn’t love

her at all.

irritably, trying to suppress all

emotions.

bit, what he saw when he

what?

had pushed away the hospital bed and was currently holding Natalie

woman on the

he didn’t take it seriously and

didn’t stop.

a bit provocative, he asked, “What

as he came in, he saw Julian standing in the spot, unsure of

was thinking.

this just gave him the opportunity to snatch Niki

Tory’s movements, feeling as if he