Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 996

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.

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.

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.