Julian’s Stand-In Wife

If he used explosives again, he might end up hurting Diana.

He stared at the password panel, as anxiety overtook him.

His men in the helicopter received no instructions from him. One of them finally asked, “Mr. Fulcher? Do you need help? The explosives we’ve prepared are sufficient to raze the entire lab to the ground.”

“Don’t,” Julian said, stopping them from doing something so dangerous. “My wife is inside. Wait for my orders.”

Should they just be waiting here aimlessly if they’re not using the explosives?

No wonder Jim didn’t make any move after seeing him and his mother communicate, Julian thought. Jim was certain he wouldn’t be able to make his way in.

Just as Julian was at his wit’s end, the door opened right before him.

Shock flashed past Julian’s eyes. “Simon?! What are you doing here?”

Simon smiled wordlessly.

Ever since he tried the drug, his voice box was destroyed. He couldn’t make a sound. The rare times he could, they sounded frightening and scratchy.

He had frightened some passers-by, who looked at him as if he were a monster.

decided not

Julian followed Simon.

ask anything further, because he realized that Simon seemed very familiar

Simon, unlocked with a few quick presses of his

at

the door. Instead, he turned around and pulled out a letter, which he handed to Julian. ‘To Julian” was

in shock, confused as to why Simon

Simon have written one to

was about to ask Simon, but the look

to the letter, signaling for Julian to keep it well and read it after he left this

that moment, a strange feeling arose in Julian’s

disgust he felt toward Simon disappeared. A warmth he never felt toward

revel in his feelings, the door before him

the very last

inside. She was

suppressed his agitation and stepped inside.

no one

shoved the latter aside and hurried into the innermost room. “Where is

Where is Betty?!”