Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 896

When Julian called Vans to make an appointment for the check-up, he told the latter everything that had happened. He was filled with disgust. Eventually, his tone softened as he said, “I hope Ms. Jarvis will give up on me.”

A man like him, who could splash paint on a woman, wasn’t worthy of her.

Vans understood that Julian did so to dash all of Cecilia’s hopes. She was the only woman out of all the socialites in Richburgh whom Julian found pleasant, and was willing to try having a relationship with.

Vans found it rather strange. “Didn’t you just say a few days ago that you’d pursue her? Why did you suddenly become so heartless?”

Julian remained silent.

It had something to do with Aster and Star’s death anniversary.

But another reason…

Was personal.

He looked up at Diana’s lonely figure outside the window, and his eyes turned dark. Even his voice turned low when he spoke. It was laced with fatigue and helplessness.

“Vans, I still love her.”

when he got furious upon guessing that Diana was trying to play matchmaker

her belly, and seized the chance to sleep on the same bed as her. All of these weren’t accidents-he wasn’t forced to do them, and they weren’t

were all because

a pot of oatmeal simmering over a small fire, bubbling consistently, but not to the point of boiling

feelings for her, he shouldn’t give Cecilia hope when

as you can,” Julian said. “I’ll bring her to

Diana

lost in the shock of seeing her studio in that terrifying state yesterday. She was in a

to take

knew that she was going for a check-up today. A straight foot wasn’t afraid of a crooked shoe. She

Cecilia with

were

a neurologist with

furrowed her brows.

what exactly went

and instead handed the results

Diana’s chest. She subconsciously clenched her fists and