Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 890

The smile on Diana’s face vanished. “Julian Fulcher, what do you mean by that?”

What’s with that dark look on his face? Didn’t he realize she was trying to pair him and Ms. Jarvis by inviting her here to the studio?

Julian walked toward her, and looked down at her. “Nothing.

I came here today in hopes you’ll come clean about not losing your memories.”

Not losing her memories?

But she really did!

Until now, Julian didn’t believe her.

Diana took a deep breath. From the bottom of her heart, she found this man incredibly frustrating and unreasonable. She had said it so many times that she no longer wanted to talk about it anymore, especially not today, when Ms. Jarvis was right here with them.

“Shh.”

She lifted her hands and pointed to the dressing room, indicating to him that someone was inside, and that he should stop behaving so unreasonably.

Julian ignored her. He was in a rush to get to the cemetery, and had no time to waste with Diana.

“If you’re not sincere about it, then forget it.”

disappointment on his

would continue lying at

was truly heartless to the

till she fainted over the departure of Aster and Star was dead. It was wishful thinking on his

“How am

to extreme lengths just to help him pursue another

for him to pull the curtains of the dressing room open, hoping he would understand

wouldn’t flare up at her. Instead, he’d be so grateful to her for

certainty on Diana’s face rekindled the ashes of hope in his heart. Perhaps it was also her crystal clear eyes

giving you

strides toward the

one swift move, he pulled the curtain open

wasn’t what Diana had suggested

Julian’s leather shoes appear below the curtain. She was

She held his arm back,

Diana

ears. His eyes widened, and he

someone in the dressing