Chapter 566
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
He felt as though someone had tied his heart up with rope so tightly that he couldnât breathe. No matter how much he tried, he couldnât untangle the bindings. His vision was focused on a singular spot on Dianaâs back.
She and Oliver were standing right next to each other and chatting so merrily, just like a happy couple.
His blood roared in his ears, and he itched to pull Diana to himself.
He wanted to do it, even if it infuriated Diana.
He didnât want to care about drawing up careful plans and taking it slow anymore. He couldnât wait another day, or even another second!
He wanted to make her stay by his side!
He wanted to forbid her to look at other men and deliver umbrellas to another!
He pushed Noel away, snarling roughly, âTH go by myself.â
Noel didnât dare to follow behind him, neither did he dare to persuade Julian any further.
He simply watched on as Julian walked further away.
Julian walked quickly, and he didnât even notice when the rain splashed on his suit and dirt clung into the leg of his pants.
âDiana Winnington,â he suddenly said as he grabbed her wrist.
Diana trembled.
Because of the baby and what happened recently, she had recently been feeling an inexplicable sense of fear whenever it started to rain. The only reason she was able to bring an umbrella in the rain was because she didnât want to stay indebted to Oliver.
Julianâs sudden touch triggered the memory of that pervert Simon.
That manâ¦
He would always appear without any warning; plus, he liked sudden physical touches.
She looked up at Julian, her eyes filled with fear.
That look angered Julian even more. âWhat, are you afraid of me?â
He hadnât been going to the studio the past few days and she didnât even bother giving him a call, not to mention going back to the mansion to sleep.
He missed her like mad, hence why he came over to look for her.
Yet, he saw her leaving her studio and coming to look for Oliver.
The picture of her talking to and laughing with Oliver was worlds apart from Diana burying herself in her work in her studio whenever Julian was around.
âJulian.â Diana realized that it was him and not Simon, and heaved a sigh of relief. âOh, donât be ridiculous.â
She finally managed to repay Oliver, and she didnât want Julian interfering in things.
Her remark angered him.
âIâm being ridiculous? You came bringing an umbrella to another man the moment it started raining, and youâre accusing me of being ridiculous?!â
Diana didnât expect Julian to be so agitated.
He didnât used to express his emotions so openlyâ¦
She instinctively wanted to explain things to him, but was worried that making things so clear would break Oliverâs heart once again.
Her brief moment of hesitation made Julianâs heart break.
He saw the look of disdain in Dianaâs eyesâ¦
That look pierced right through his heart.
The pain he felt was so overwhelming, he couldnât even find it in himself to refute her.
He simply felt disappointed.
He had done so much for her, loving her so deeply and carefully⦠Yet all he got in return was her calling him ridiculous.
He stared hard at Diana and Oliver standing next to each other, and after some time, he finally managed to squeeze out, âDiana Winnington, youâre too much!â
His words left Diana in a confused daze.
To her, Julian wasnât someone vulnerable and would never say something that sounded so helpless.
Diana had no idea how to react to Julianâs accusation, and subconsciously tugged the corner of Oliverâs sleeve. The feeling of the fabric between her fingers made her feel like this was real, and not just a figment of her imagination.
Julian was actually helplessly angry with her.
He was being jealous.
Yet, there was nothing he could do to her.
The moment this fact became clear to her, Diana couldnât help but wonder if Julian was thinking about her or Kayla.
Julian saw that Diana remained unmoved, and he felt his heart come up to his throat; as if someone was holding a knife at his neck. It became difficult to swallow, or to continue talking to Diana.
In the end, he fell silent.
Diana kept quiet as well. She didnât dare to let herself get so easily influenced by Julianâs words, and continued pondering over his words.
âDiana Winnington, are you coming over or not?â Julianâs face was dark as he tried to keep his temper in check. He held the handle of her umbrella, wanting her to come to him and not stand so close to Oliver.