Chapter 967

It looked as if she had done it on purpose.

A few bodyguards approached her with the test results. The strong and burly men hesitated for a moment before going on, “Madam, the operation was a success. There are a few documents that require your signature.”

Diana didn’t think much of it, and simply felt that she could finally sigh in relief.

Simon wasn’t dead.

She wasn’t a murderer.

She didn’t push Julian’s younger brother to a dead-end.

She didn’t kill someone she used to regard as a good friend.

She quickly signed the documents, and handed them a bank card so they could settle the hospital bills as quickly as possible.”Did the doctor say when I can visit him?”

“After he’s transferred to the general wards.” They looked at the blood on Diana’s clothes, and suggested, “Let’s send you back home first, Madam.”

Diana badly needed a change of clothes and to compose herself.

She nodded. Since she couldn’t see Simon, she wanted to go home.

Today, she had been shocked to the core.

Perhaps she might think more clearly and really calm down after reaching home, taking a long, hot bath, and seeing Julian and her twins.

She might even be able to see Simon at the hospital after she cleaned up her messy feelings.

She was thinking of a bath, but in fact, when she reached home, she wasn’t even in the mood for a shower.

Her mind was filled with the scene of Simon getting hit by a car. It would always be followed by the moment she pushed him with her own hands.

She was guilty of hurting him…

How could she be in the mood for a good bath?

Diana was so tired.

So exhausted.

She took a quick shower, got changed, and left the washroom quickly.

She was afraid she might frighten the twins in her current state, so she didn’t look for them. Instead, she locked herself up in her room until Julian came back.

He opened the room, and light flooded in through the crack.

She looked up, and tears sprang into her eyes. “Julian…”

Indignation underlined her tone, as remorse and regret filled her eyes.

However, he didn’t comfort her as she had expected.

He didn’t smile, approach her, pull her gently into his embrace, and comfort her-as he would usually do.

He simply stared straight at her, as if she were a stranger.

At the same time, the scene of Cecilia in her room, sneaking glances at him while wrapped up in the sheets, emerged in his mind.

“Diana,” he said. He only realized how hoarse his voice had become when he finally spoke.

A bad feeling rose in Diana’s chest. “What’s the matter?”

What happened during his visit to the Jarvis family today?

“Cecilia…” she began.

“Don’t speak,” Julian suddenly said as he hugged her, feeling equally tired and indignant.

Diana didn’t dare to speak after that. She simply put her hand on his back, and patted him gently to comfort him.

After a long time, when Diana’s arms had turned numb, Julian’s voice could finally be heard from her embrace.

“Diana, I want to discuss something with you.”

Diana hugged him, and said tenderly, “Tell me.”

There was helplessness and regret in his voice as he said, ” Diana, do you know?”

He twirled a lock of her hair around his finger, and in a calm and unperturbed tone, said the most shocking words ever.

“Cecilia’s gone mad. Ever since she left your studio and went home, she began behaving strangely.

Diana, I want to take care of her.”