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 answer

That was basic courtesy.

was he

to visit them. Yet now, when he couldn’t head up, why wasn’t

could always be

long as he communicated with Diana, she would surely

to pick up

he said fearfully, as the call

beyond the greeting, waiting

what Julian left unspoken. ”

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

voice was

Fulcher, what in the world

weren’t intending to come see us

just lying when

Glenwood Avenue!

forcing you to come by putting a knife at your neck. Why crack just a cruel

Diana lambasted him

She was furious.

also ached for

at fault. Had I known how unreliable you were, I wouldn’t have trusted you again

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