Julian was clearly tired.

His smooth jawline looked hard and cold.

The driver didn’t dare to say any further, and subconsciously breathed quieter.

“Sir… Your phone keeps ringing.”

Julian’s brows furrowed.

He knew.

The ringing were akin to whips slashing his heart. He didn’t dare to answer the call.

Seeing Julian looking helpless instead of flaring up, the driver couldn’t help but add, “Is it Mrs. Fulcher?”

Julian nodded.

He suddenly asked the driver, “Do you think I should pick up the call?”

“Sir,” the driver said solemnly, “why would a smart man like you suddenly forget basic courtesy when it comes to Mrs. Fulcher…?”

Julian was stunned.

That was true.

only polite to

That was basic courtesy.

he

the same way, he had already told her he would be going to visit them. Yet now, when he couldn’t head up, why

could always

he communicated with

had to pick up her

said fearfully, as the

further beyond the greeting, waiting for the

sense what Julian

expectantly at the door. She walked quietly to the emergency walkway, so

was tinged

Fulcher, what in the world is going

to come see us right from the beginning, were

were just lying when you said

Glenwood Avenue!

by putting a knife at your neck. Why crack just

Julian could speak, Diana

She was furious.

also ached for

calmed down and said, “I’m the one at fault. Had I known how

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