Chapter 593

Julian didn't want to get married to Kayla. As much as he was forced, he had no desire to marry any woman aside from Diana.

Yet at this moment, he had no choice but to give in. He spoke through gritted teeth, completely without his usual commanding aura and as if he had put up a thin veil between him and everyone else. "Fine..."

Kayla could finally rest at ease as she took Julian's hand. However, Julian pushed her hand away as if scalded by it.

She could only pretend nothing happened, and quickly adjusted her veil in an attempt to hide her awkwardness.

The host noticed the strange air between the two of them, and took the initiative to grab the microphone from Kayla. Just then, Julian snatched the microphone and faced the guests, looking like he was finally ready to deliver his speech.

Kayla was touched; she smiled and waited for him to speak.

His deep, low voice echoed through the wedding hall, resounding through everyone's ears.

"I, Julian Fulcher...”

He paused for a moment, his eyes stiffly looking past Kayla with an inexplicable show of resilience.

The next moment, he fell to his knees in front of all the guests.

bewildered. Even Diana, who was fumbling with the switch on the microphone, was shocked. As it turned out, she had come

with Grandma, she

looked as if

woman of his

nothing but a mere replacement. Yet,

looked down and stared at the wounds covering her wrist and legs and her swollen skin. She stubbornly looked up, but life had

like a lifeless doll, abandoned and chucked

she was still holding on to dear

for the old woman who treated her with

much that old woman was suffering in the abandoned house, all because he

Diana fled from the

had always been

she would treat

her ten times better, she would give them

wouldn't have the chance to offer Madam

couldn't fathom why Julian would lock her and Madam Fulcher up just so

Diana wanted to escape.

didn't want to care

to repay Madam Fulcher for the latter's

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