Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 1073

After all, Julian and Cecilia had an engagement.

A man like him, perfect in appearance, intelligence, and physique, should have no trouble making Cecilia fall in love with him again if he wanted to.

The countryside was cold.

Albert's house had no central heating. The only way for Cecilia to keep warm was the stove in front of her, which could both cook and provide warmth.

Cecilia rubbed her nose, and couldn't control a sneeze.

"What's going on?" she muttered to herself. nls someone insulting me?"

Her sneezes seemed to have a life of their own, constantly escaping from her mouth. It made her nose itch terribly, and she felt quite uncomfortable.

Albert had already guessed that Cecilia wasn't from an ordinary family. She had been pampered since childhood, and her delicate constitution was evident. He quickly fetched a blanket for her.

"Wrap this around you. It's too cold here." Then he asked her, "Why hasn't Mr. Fulcher returned to pick you up?"

It had been two to three days since Julian had left. Not only had he not returned, but there was also no word from Noel.

the police station, but Albert insisted on waiting for Julian to

Noel's father. Cecilia didn't want to blatantly accuse him of being blindly loyal. In private, she had already contacted

Julian, she said,

and had a heart of ice

from a prominent family. In Richburgh, it was rare to find a wealthy and harmonious family like hers, where everyone

a family without any scandal or some

of the reasons Cecilia

had a modest background. There wouldn't be any messy and scandalous affairs waiting

Cecilia stayed here, he had treated her exceptionally well, even

naturally grown sweet potatoes, vegetables, and various fruits were carefully nurtured by Albert in the small

over Noel's continued absence.

she didn't like Julian, she believed his words: Noel wasn’t the kind of person who didn't value

skillfully peeled the charred skin of the sweet potato to reveal its tender, golden flesh. She took a bite of the charred skin,

"Delicious!"

hands a little as she continued eating. Albert had made the fire

follow Mr. Fulcher here?" he asked

had become somewhat familiar. Albert would occasionally

shook her head. "No, he