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.

was only polite to

That was basic courtesy.

was he struggling

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

could always be

he communicated with

to pick

said fearfully, as the

beyond the greeting, waiting for the other party to

was keen enough to sense what

the door. She walked quietly to the emergency walkway, so that Sean wouldn’t

was tinged with

what in the world is going

weren’t intending to come see us right from the beginning,

were just lying when you

Glenwood Avenue!

by putting a knife at your neck. Why crack just a

could speak, Diana lambasted him like a

She was furious.

heart also ached

one at fault. Had I known how unreliable you were, I

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