Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 892

“Mrs. Fulcher.”

Yet, the moment Julian shot them a glare, no one dared to address her as that any longer.

Diana looked at the words at the entrance of the cemetery, and mumbled under her breath, “Fulcher Cemetery…”

She stopped dead in her tracks, and turned to the man whose face was dark as hell. “Julian Fulcher, what exactly do you want by bringing me here?”

Cecilia was all she could think about right now. “You really shouldn’t have said what you said just now.”

Cecilia was going to be so sad.

The anger Julian had suppressed all the way here finally burst forth. He grabbed Diana’s chin viciously.

“Diana Winnington, cut the act!”

Did she think that as long as she pretended not to recognize this place and know who was buried right here, he would be fooled by her?

His grip was so strong, Diana felt her jaw almost dislocate. However, she couldn’t even struggle against his hold. She could only stare at him in disbelief.

felt as if they had returned to when she first came to Richburgh and went to his house with gifts to look for Betty, claiming

glared at him with

Simon and everything that happened over the past three years, pain shot through Julian’s chest. He said mockingly, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to by picking today of all days to invite

serious about starting a new relationship with Cecilia, and

him in a way that riled him up most effectively, and trigger all sorts of

waves, crashing into him

was in a complete daze. She didn’t expect Julian to twist

a few days ago, when she first heard Julian proposing to meet at her studio today, at her

to suppress the pain and indignation she felt, and asked, “Is

he keep saying “today of

Hah.

was she still acting at this

Fine!

her to

see if she could still

released his grip, and shoved her face away. Then,

over the past three years

Here.

They were finally here.