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Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 996
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Chapter 996

Diana's eyes showed her stubbornness.

At that moment, Julian looked at her. He wanted to say something, but nothing concrete came to mind.

Then, he remembered that he had already agreed to the engagement with the Jarvis family. The moment he

brought Cecilia back home, there was no point pursuing the thought that crossed his mind-no matter what it was.

"You have your responsibilities, and I have mine," he said.

Things had come to this point; whether he genuinely loved Cecilia, or simply felt a sense of responsibility toward

her.

There was no reason for him to give up on Cecilia, who had already lost her senses.

Diana thought so as well-but when she had to face up to reality, all she could think about was Julian looking tenderly

at Cecilia, helping the latter straighten the hem of her shirt with a bright smile.

"You and my brother..." Julian started.

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Meanwhile, Simon had heard about Cecilia moving into CoIlina Villa.

Things were getting lively here, with him and Cecilia moving in. They were killing all hopes of Diana and Julian

remarrying.

Joy filled Simon's heart. Outwardly, he pretended to be worried. "What’s going on? If Julian misunderstands us, I can

explain."

He added, sounding frustrated, "It's all because of my legs! If I didn't get into that accident, I wouldn’t need to come

to CoIlina Villa. I wouldn't make you guys fight. Now, I've indirectly caused my brother to bring Cecilia here. I..."

"Don't say that," Diana cut him off gently. "It's not your fault."

That day, she had been too overwhelmed with fear and distrusted Simon too much.

She had been tense, like a drawn arrow. Even though she didn't mean it, she ended up unintentionally hurting

everyone around her.

Diana was weary. Her words were as heavy as the stones weighing down her heart. "Taking care of you and Cecilia

is my responsibility."

Her words were for Simon as much as they were for her.

She couldn't shake off the image of Julian and Cecilia standing next to each other.

She kept looking up at the second floor, as if she might miss seeing Julian taking care of Cecilia if she weren’t

careful.

At ten in the morning, he personally tended to the flowers in Cecilia's room, which were all picked from the garden.

When Layla sent the flowers there, Julian told Layla to be careful, so that the dew would remain on the flowers.

Otherwise, Cecilia wouldn't like them.

Cecilia liked everything that shimmered and glittered.

Julian put a lot of effort into taking care of her.

At noon, Julian took care of the twins. He waited for them to finish their lunch before he began. He extended this

great care and patience to Cecilia as well.

Any food she glanced at was bound to appear on Julian's spoon in the next second. It would then be served on her

plate.

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At one in the afternoon, it was time for Cecilia's nap.

Julian took a stool, and stood guard at her door.

He brought along his laptop. Not even work could stop him from protecting his princess, just like a knight.

Seeing that, Diana thought about the sky blue dress that had been torn to shreds.

Cecilia was a princess to begin with. Even without that dress, she was still a princess.

At six in the evening, Diana continued looking for opportunities to spy on Julian. But this time, Cecilia spotted her.

Cecilia's eyes pierced Diana like knives.

Diana quickly lowered her head, uneasy. Cecilia had smeared her studio walls with curses, after all.

Remembering the bloody words, and the fact that she and Cecilia were now living under one roof, sent chills down

her spine.

When it was time to retire for the night, she checked her door. She only dared to lie on the bed after confirming

that the door was locked tight.

The moment Diana shut her eyes, she could feel someone staring straight at her. The room seemed to turn a bright

red, and the curses on her studio walls flashed past her mind repeatedly.

In the end, Diana had no choice but to open her eyes and switch on the lights.