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.

up and saw the look

way he was looking at

longer the same as it was before. It was clear

them both.

one who said that she hoped for a clear boundary between them. Yet when she saw the clear

turned out

broke her heart to wretched pieces, it never failed to come alive again with a single move or

time, it also experienced death time and time

her eyes away, trying her best to make her voice calm and

both of them remained

analyses were right

returning Julian the money, even after

set fireworks alight in Julian’s heart. Even his deep, dark eyes shone like a window that had opened to let light into a dark room. He lifted the porridge and side dishes,

peeled some quail eggs for her, making sure they were completely

lowered, his

returned to

if she

heart had been heavily wounded;

could this terrible pain Julian had