He didn’t want her to say anything.

He turned around again, wanting to leave.

Diana’s fingers tightened, so much that she almost made a hole in her palms. She resisted the urge to go forward and ask Julian to stay.

The next second, Julian made a few steps toward the cabinet to take the hair dryer out. “You never listen to me. Don’t you know that you should blow dry your hair after a shower?”

He looked cold, and if there were other people around, they would’ve been too scared to breathe.

To Diana, however, it was just a different side of his.

He was so perfect!

He had a beautiful mouth and a beautiful nose, and even the shape of his face was akin to a most exquisite sculpture. One would definitely be attracted to him with just a glance.

What’s more, he was already standing in front of her with a hair dryer.

Three years.

He had taken care of her meticulously for three years, and even pampered her into becoming a woman who had her hair blown dry by her husband.

Yet, they were about to get a divorce…and the reason was unknown.

Diana felt bitter. She understood that even if she found the reason for the divorce, it would not change the fact that the divorce was imminent.

Even so, she was dying to understand everything.

The hair dryer was buzzing, and the hot wind swayed the coolness in her heart. Julian’s fingers moved freely on Diana’s scalp, as if he was pampering her to no end. She knew better than to reach out and hug him, but she couldn’t help herself from indulging this moment of tenderness.

Julian felt the wetness on his chest.

“What’s the matter?” The corners of his lips were tinged with a hint of mockery. He didn’t know whether he was laughing at Diana, or whether Diana’s habits were already embedded deep in his heart.

Julian himself couldn’t understand why he didn’t push her away when she hugged him.

What was even more confusing was that he wanted to rush into the bedroom immediately to see what she was doing right after he returned to the villa.

She was obviously just a stand-in. She was a woman who regarded money as her life and had no conscience, yet he had grown accustomed to her to such an extent.

lips were tightly pursed together. No one

with a fatal attraction, said, “Be good and stop moving around.”

heard the familiar voice, her body froze and joy started welling up in her heart. She was about to look up at him when he suddenly

she would always move around.

hair dryer would not

been rigorous in everything he did. Naturally, he wouldn’t allow a trivial thing such as blow drying hair done poorly.

why he did not push her away, and put her

sat on the edge of the bed with the hairdryer in his hand. Diana had already turned around and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian to

way, Diana wouldn’t be able to

method that Julian taught her before.

mentioned that he wanted a divorce. Wouldn’t it be too strange for them to act the same way

give Diana any time to think. He watched her

eyes became sore with silent

getting divorced, so she should not be acting this way, should she?

be changed

before Diana’s eyes even opened, her hands scrambled around like a baby anime searching for its mother. She wanted to plunge

was nothing around

to touch the bed again, half of it

never wake up with her again in the

was so gentle and tender toward her

so much disappointment. She got up slowly, planning

taking a few steps, she felt as if

took

was a photo!

photo seemed to be

Diana did not like white, and she

one would come in here, and no one would dare to put anything in here. Who could the girl in

be a photo Julian had accidentally dropped?

quickly bent down to pick up the

only thing she could make out was the white dress with delicate embroidery and the girl’s

if she could not see the girl’s face

be the reason why Julian wanted to divorce her?

calmly, then went to the dining room

different from the western style cuisine she had in the past. It was all oriental style dishes, and was also the

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