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,

thin and lonely figure

late, but he

to let Natalie sit alone by the stove.

want

spent time with her like

is even willing to waste his

time in order not

was enough to demonstrate

shoes in the car until

the room alone.

out of the car expressionless and walked

coldly.

so, the next morning, there

blanket by

warm and gentle, just

dignified

didn’t return home at night, but Natalie still showed him

consideration

Julian was thinking about

fists and even wanting to slap himself.

at that time, when he saw that blanket in the morning,

boredom, endless boredom.

understand where that emotion came from.

time, he subconsciously felt that Natalie was like

glued to him, unable to shake it off no matter

was thrown.

in his heart, he asked the servant to

even want to touch that

in a straight line, feeling endless

done before.

could he

hands kept shaking and he lowered his head to look

on the hospital bed at the

particularly thin.

arms looked very slender and delicate in

some supernatural means, Julian involuntarily held her slender

arms appeared soft and fragile.

frowned, his pitch-black pupils indicating

the moment.

a blanket…

tired, right?

did she think when she waited

hold a grudge against him for not returning home so late in her

that her husband was fooling around outside?

Julian quickly dismissed these

She was Natalie.

him so much that she wouldn’t

about him

an

an accident and be

foolish that she was so kind

her at all.

eyes a bit irritably, trying to suppress all these remorseful

emotions.

bit, what he saw when he

what?

had pushed away the hospital bed and was

woman on the

gaze, but he didn’t take it seriously

didn’t stop.

provocative, he asked, “What are you doing here, kid?”

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

was thinking.

this just gave him the opportunity to snatch Niki

at Tory’s movements, feeling