Chapter 840
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Even after that, Julian wasnât any gentler.
He pulled Diana harder, as if he were hauling something heavy. He was so violent, Dianaâs wrists turned red.
The redness was like a special mark that burned a hole in Dianaâs heart.
That feeling of being treated so coldly by himâ¦
Was terrible.
She looked at Julian in a daze, as if they had returned to the beginning, when she had just arrived at Richburgh from Stirling City. At that time, Julian was still a complete stranger to her.
Bam!
Diana was pulled into Julianâs embrace so swiftly, he didnât give Simon a chance to react. He immediately pulled and dragged her into an empty dressing room.
The space was suffocatingly small.
He glared at her, his eyes burning with cold fury.
âIs Simon not enough? Do you need Oliver around to help you reopen your shop too?â He smirked sardonically, his words pinning her down. She had no room for escape.
And so, she was forced to look into his eyes.
âBut you ended up getting harassed by Zachary. Now, you want me again.â
His mocking accusations startled Diana.
She couldnât care less about the pain throbbing at her wrists, and glared at him in disbelief. âDonât give me that rubbish! I asked for Oliver Channingâs help because I need to pay a debt-Fanny Smithâs debt!â
Her yells made her realize that she had become agitated and emotional.
She tried to compose herself; she lowered her volume and looked apologetically at him. âAs for Simon, I called him over today because I had something to ask him.â
Strangeâ¦
Why was she so anxious to explain herself to him?
They were already divorced, and they had nothing to do with each other.
He even introduced her as his ex-wife to others.
âJulianâ¦â Her heart grew heavy as she thought of one thing that mattered very much to her. âIâm not a replacement for Kayla Winnington, am I?â
This was probably something Simon lied to her about.
Julian didnât reply to her laughable question and simply looked at her, smirking sardonically as he sneered, âYouâre such a great actress, Diana.â
Forget using her own children, she was still pretending to have lost her memories.
âActress?â Diana didnât expect Julian to think that of her. Indignance filled her heart as her eyes welled up with tears. Her emotions were akin to the disturbed surface of a once calm and quiet lake, which rippled as harsh winds blew.
She gripped the hem of her shirt, the pain of being misunderstood by him piercing her as she persisted in explaining herself to him. âIâm not acting. I really did lose my memories.â
âSince youâve lost your memories, how did you contact Oliver, remain in contact with Simon, and even meet Zachary?â
None of these people were of any importance in her life.
And yet, somehow, she had formed a connection with them.
âNina might believe your lie, but I donât.â He yanked Dianaâs chin, his bloodshot eyes staring into her soul. âIâve already had a taste of how it feels to be lied to by you three years ago!â
At that time, her feigned death made him feel like ending his own life.
He almost followed her in death.
And then, he found out that she had eloped with Simon.
âDonât even think of lying to me again!â
He would never fall for it a second time!
âWhoâs there?â a woman in the dressing room shrieked-it was probably a customer who came to try on some clothes. When she heard Julianâs voice, she thought that a man had come barging in.
In an attempt to call for help, she shrieked louder.
Diana, worried that her studioâs reputation might be ruined, subconsciously glared at Julian.
She wasnât sure if she was mistaken, but she sensed Julianâs aura weakening under her glare.
However, before she had time to ponder on thatâ¦