Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 850

Julian's fingers brushed against her neck as they combed through her scalp.

That day in her studio's dressing room, his breath was just like the hot air from the hairdryer, spraying forcefully all over her skin.

Diana wriggled her shoulders.

Julian's hold on her became gentler.

She dared not move at all.

When her hair was almost dry, Julian suddenly said, "Before, I used to blow-dry your hair. I was also a jerk. Seeing your hair wet like this makes me uncomfortable."

His self-deprecating words softened his harsh demeanor.

She could feel the tenderness from his fingertips lingering on her scalp.

Diana couldn't help but glance at him. "Julian...?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did we get divorced before?"

if he gave her a little leeway, she would climb along the

put away the hairdryer immediately. "Have you become addicted

Diana choked.

She had just remembered.

believe

it were in the past, she would have definitely

couldn't refute his sarcastic remark-not after she had pretended to

could only move on, and act as if she hadn't asked

She shouldn’t have asked.

had Cecilia and his new life. Her visit today was already impolite; there was no need to

one who

care about

must despise her

told him the words she wanted to say. "I didn't betray

stared straight into his eyes,

her gaze. His tightly

stop lying to

matter what she said, she couldn't change the fact that she had betrayed

in her heart, but she could still feel his warmth on her neck. She

the paternity test report she had kept with