Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1051 Mr. Fulcher’s fiancée was another woman.

Diana was situationally aware enough to sense Layla becoming more serious, and immediately guessed who was on the line.

She didn’t cut in the phone conversation, and instead settled on the couch.

She wanted to ask about what Layla had said earlier, and to know how many times Julian’s phone rang.

She was also curious about the text.

Layla was telling her about it, but couldn’t finish explaining.

Could Mr. Whatever be Julian...? If Julian had been fooling her under the alias of Mr. Whatever and hiding it from her...

Diana clenched her fists, a strange sensation rising in her chest.

Layla was shuddering.

“Sir...” She could tell that Julian was furious right now.

“Forget it,” he said.

Thankfully, he didn’t press the matter this time.

“Send the phone to...no, I’d better come over and take it myself.” Layla immediately nodded.

“Of course, Sir.” Diana saw Layla hang up without saying much, though her face had gone pale.

cup of water

“No, he didn’t,” Layla said as she patted her chest, not taking the water from

heart was still in her

didn’t think she could drink anything right

needed some time

“Mr. Fulcher was alright.

and he didn’t press the matter,” she said, although she could sense his frustration through

didn’t kick her back to the Fulcher

still allowed her to keep working in

Diana nodded.

while before asking, “Just now, in the afternoon, you mentioned that Julian’s phone in the room kept

did that happen? You also said that someone texted him, asking to meet him?” Layla’s heart thumped hard in her

or say something that might expose

she immediately shook

“No,” she said.

at Diana, and went on honestly, “The person who was asking to meet Mr. Fulcher was a man.” Layla had no choice

saw that he signed off as a mister.” “Really?”

was angry just now because I read his text message without his permission.” Diana believed it—Julian really was

tell just from

this whole thing was

by a man, it

had been

possibly invest so much in her studio, and yet say nothing about it?

head upstairs first?” “Sure.” Layla urged