Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 87

In three weeks…

Another three more weeks, and she need not kick him away or be put in a difficult spot. He would leave her even quicker than she wanted him to.

When that time comes, Julian Fulcher wouldn’t exist in her world anymore.

Diana buried her face in the pillow, silently rubbing away the tears in her eyes.

She wanted this to be the last time she cried for him.

It would also be the last time she remembered all the good things about him.

In less than five minutes‘ time, Julian returned to her room once again. Diana felt the side of her bed sink down, and felt him pulling an additional sheet up her body. “The weather turned chilly today. Your hands and feet turn cold easily at night.”

He used to always put her feet on his body, but now…

“Cover yourself with more sheets. It’ll make you feel warmer.”

her fists tighter and refused to

right where he was. “I’ll be

was sullen. Her cold feet felt like ice and she shrunk them back into the depths of the sheets. Julian could tell that she was trying to

care of yourself.” Julian rubbed his nose, trying to stop himself from stepping forward and helping her warm her feet. Instead, he turned

with. The longer he was with Diana, the more he wanted to

he knew that wasn’t fair

better for him to avoid her and go

poked her head out from under the sheets and stared at the second layer

made of

but it felt like a heavy weight on her heart.

Julian Fulcher…

‘If you don’t love me, why are

the bed and trotted up the stairs like a

running toward him and lurched forward swiftly, catching her in

embrace, as if trying to capture the remnant warmth

you didn’t want to have kids with me, why did you pretend

for a fool, or…was he trying to bring her warmth, just as he did with the velvet blanket and hand–peeled

that