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.

polite to answer someone’s

That was basic courtesy.

he

to visit

could always

communicated with Diana, she would

to pick up her

fearfully, as the

nothing further beyond the greeting, waiting for the other party to

what Julian left

waiting expectantly at the door. She walked quietly to the emergency walkway, so that Sean wouldn’t accidentally overhear her conversation

voice was tinged

what in the

come see us

when you

Glenwood Avenue!

come by putting a knife at your

Julian could speak, Diana lambasted him

She was furious.

heart also ached for

I known how unreliable you were, I wouldn’t

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