Chapter 525
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Then, Julian took the prescribed medication and returned to Dianaâs apartment.
He assumed she wouldâve returned home, but learned from the property management that there had been no movement since yesterday.
Strange.
Where could she have gone?
Julian couldnât wait even a minute longer. He wanted to see Diana as soon as possible.
After thinking it over, he went to the cemetery.
He rarely came here, and every time he did, he would think about Dianaâs breakdown and the fact that the Aster and Star were already not in this world.
As long as he didnât come, he could continue living in his imagination and pretend that the two children were still alive and well in this world.
Pretend⦠That he was still in that time when he and Diana were eagerly awaiting the birth of their children.
Those were the happiest moments in his life.
Julian lowered his head and looked at his own hands, reminiscing about the feeling of placing his hands on Dianaâs belly. The smile on his icy face gradually widened when he thought about it.
To his surprise, he couldnât find Diana in the cemetery either. Julian didnât want to face the childrenâs grave alone, so he only glanced from a distance and confirmed that the touch of bright yellow was still there before leaving again.
âNoel,â Julian said. âTry to locate Dianaâs whereabouts through her phone number.â
If he continued searching aimlessly like this, it would soon be dark, and he still wouldnât be able to see her.
Noel immediately received news. âSheâs at the studio.â
The studio? Why was she at work when she hadnât fully recovered?
A flicker of displeasure flashed across Julianâs face. He reached into the car and pulled out a rarely used black phone. After a momentâs thought, he simply typed, [Are you working?]
Dianaâs phone lit up, and she glanced at it after she finished drawing the design in her hand.
It was a message from Mr. Whatever.
Since their last investment, he hadnât contacted her again. Sometimes, she wondered if this wealthy landlord had forgotten about the investment entirely.
She didnât expect to receive a message from him today.
She quickly replied, [Yes, is there something you need?]
The studio had just been established, and there were many areas that still required improvement.
Especially in terms of accounting, progress had been significantly delayed in recent days, so it was normal if the investor was dissatisfied.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Whatever didnât message her to reprimand her.
[Nothing. Just take care of yourself and ensure you have a work-life balance.]
His words came out of the blue and sounded somewhat ambiguous, Diana was stunned by it. While she was trying to figure out what he meant by it, another message came in.
[I donât want my investment to go to waste because of your health.]
She breathed a sigh of relief.
As it turned out he was simply concerned about her working conditions.
[Alright, please rest assured. Iâll take care of my health and do my best to make the studioâs return on investment even higher than being a landlord.]
Her response didnât sound scripted, and was quite pleasant to read.
Julian even wanted to have a voice call with her for a moment after reading the reply, but reason told him that he would inevitably reveal his identity once he did that.
It was better to keep his identity as Mr. Whatever, allowing Diana to chat with him without any burden or annoyance.
The smile on him grew wider, and he slowly put away the black phone he rarely used. He looked out of the window for a bit until he noticed a shop selling soup.
âStop the car,â he told Noel. âIâm going to buy something.â
When meeting oneâs beloved, one should always give them something they liked and suited them.
In Julianâs case, he wanted to see Diana as soon as possible.