Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 85

Nina dared not tell Diana what she had seen. In the end, she could only buy some new cosmetics for Diana on her way back to the hospital.

Diana found it strange. “I have a lot of make–up. You couldn’t find them?”

“I was too lazy to go to the hillside mansion. Since I’m on leave tomorrow, I need to rush to the office. today.” Nina pursed her lips nonchalantly as she flung the cosmetics in Diana’s way. “Continue to have a good rest. I’ll come find you tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Diana waved goodbye to Nina. After that, she pulled out her tablet, leaned back, and sketched out some designs.

After Diana married Julian, she stopped working in fashion design. She was, however, truly talented. No matter where or when, she was able to sit down and design clothes effortlessly.

The starry gown that she was currently working on was proof of her impeccable talent. It was something she was most satisfied with.

Diana planned this to be a gift to Oliver’s girlfriend, to express her thanks to Oliver for having done so much to help her. As said girlfriend was a top celebrity, Diana wanted to perfect the dress first before discussing it with Oliver.

However, she didn’t expect Julian to suddenly drop by.

She immediately put her tablet aside. “Why are you here?”

He placed the porridge and side dishes on the table next to her. “I asked Vans about your condition. He mentioned that you haven’t eaten, so I came over.”

The less she expected from him, the more warmth she felt from the unexpected surprise.

and saw the look

way he was looking

before. It was clear and forthright, as

them both.

them. Yet when

always turned out like

how many times Julian broke her heart to wretched pieces, it never failed to come alive again with a single move or look of

the same time, it also experienced death time

her eyes away, trying her best to make

realizing that he had stood in the room for a full five minutes, during which both of them remained

and his analyses were right after

and Oliver differently indeed. She didn’t talk about returning Julian the money,

to let light into a dark room. He lifted

some quail eggs for her, making sure they were completely deshelled. “Vans said that

head was lowered, his brows

like things had returned to before he asked for

if she was

was all too aware that her heart had been heavily

well. A light tug was enough to hurt her deeply. How could this terrible pain Julian had brought her be