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 answer

That was basic courtesy.

he

would be going to visit them. Yet now,

always be

long as he communicated with

to pick

as

nothing further beyond the greeting, waiting

to sense what Julian

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

voice was

Fulcher, what in the

see us right from the

when you

Glenwood Avenue!

not forcing you to come by putting a knife at your neck. Why crack just a cruel joke on Sean and

could speak, Diana lambasted him

She was furious.

also

Had I known how unreliable you were, I wouldn’t have

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