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

That was basic courtesy.

was he

he would be going to visit

always

he communicated with Diana,

pick

as

greeting, waiting for the other party to

to sense what Julian left unspoken. ” You’re not

door. She walked quietly to the emergency walkway, so

voice was tinged

the world is going

intending to come see us

were just lying when

Glenwood Avenue!

if you want to. I’m not forcing you to come by putting a knife at your neck. Why

could speak, Diana lambasted him

She was furious.

heart also ached for

fault. Had I known

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