Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 892

"Mrs. Fulcher.”

Yet, the moment Julian shot them a glare, no one dared to address her as that any longer.

Diana looked at the words at the entrance of the cemetery, and mumbled under her breath, "Fulcher Cemetery..."

She stopped dead in her tracks, and turned to the man whose face was dark as hell. "Julian Fulcher, what exactly do you want by bringing me here?"

Cecilia was all she could think about right now. "You really shouldn't have said what you said just now.”

Cecilia was going to be so sad.

The anger Julian had suppressed all the way here finally burst forth. He grabbed Diana's chin viciously.

"Diana Winnington, cut the act!"

Did she think that as long as she pretended not to recognize this place and know who was buried right here, he would be fooled by her?

His grip was so strong, Diana felt her jaw almost dislocate. However, she couldn’t even struggle against his hold. She could only stare at him in disbelief.

returned to when she first came to Richburgh and went to his house

she had glared at him with

over the past three years, pain shot through Julian’s chest. He said mockingly, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to by picking today of all days to invite Cecilia to your studio. You just don’t want to see me

new relationship with Cecilia, and

hit him where it hurt the most, provoke him in a way that riled

akin to the ocean waves, crashing into him and shocking

She didn't expect Julian to twist her good

at her studio today, or today when he arrived at her studio, she belatedly realized that he cared very much

to suppress the pain and indignation

keep saying

Hah.

was she still acting at

Fine!

her to

she could still carry

away. Then, he dragged her forward by

over the past three years as he strode

Here.

They were finally here.

released his grip and shoved Diana forward so