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.

not to say

Julian followed Simon.

further, because he realized that

doors posed no challenge for Simon, unlocked with a few quick presses of his

they arrived at

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

looked up in shock, confused as to why Simon would

Simon have written one

Simon, but the

and pointed to the letter, signaling for Julian to

a strange feeling arose in

felt toward Simon disappeared. A warmth he never felt toward Simon blossomed in the depths

had the chance to revel in his feelings, the door before him

was the very

She was still pregnant. He had

agitation and stepped inside. What greeted him was a

one

to communicate with Simon. He shoved the latter aside and hurried into the innermost room. “Where

Where is Betty?!”