Chapter 840


    Even after that, Julian wasn’t any gentler.


    He pulled Diana harder, as if he were hauling something heavy. He was so violent, Diana’s wrists


    turned red.


    The redness was like a special mark that burned a hole in Diana’s heart.


    That feeling of being treated so coldly by him…


    Was terrible.


    She looked at Julian in a daze, as if they had returned to the beginning, when she had just arrived at


    Richburgh from Stirling City. At that time, Julian was still aplete stranger to her.


    Bam!


    Diana was pulled into Julian’s embrace so swiftly, he didn’t give Simon a chance to react. He


    immediately pulled and dragged her into an empty dressing room.


    The space was suffocatingly small.


    He red at her, his eyes burning with cold fury.


    “Is Simon not enough? Do you need Oliver around to help you reopen your shop too?” He smirked


    sardonically, his words pinning her down. She had no room for escape.


    And so, she was forced to look into his eyes.


    “But you ended up getting harassed by Zachary. Now, you want me again.”


    His mocking usations startled Diana.


    She couldn’t care less about the pain throbbing at her wrists, and red at him in disbelief. “Don’t give


    me that rubbish! I asked for Oliver Channing’s help because I need to pay a debt-Fanny Smith’s debt!”


    Her yells made her realize that she had be agitated and emotional.


    She tried topose herself; she lowered her volume and looked apologetically at him. “As for Simon,


    I called him over today because I had something to ask him.”


    Strange…


    Why was she so anxious to exin herself to him?


    They were already divorced, and they had nothing to do with each other.


    He even introduced her as his ex-wife to others.


    “Julian…” Her heart grew heavy as she thought of one thing that mattered very much to her. “I’m not a


    recement for Ka Winnington, am I?”


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    This was probably something Simon lied to her about.


    Julian didn’t reply to herughable question and simply looked at her, smirking sardonically as he


    sneered, “You’re such a great actress, Diana.”


    Forget using her own children, she was still pretending to have lost her memories.


    “Actress?” Diana didn’t expect Julian to think that of her. Indignance filled her heart as her eyes welled


    up with tears. Her emotions were akin to the disturbed surface of a once calm and quietke, which


    rippled as harsh winds blew.


    She gripped the hem of her shirt, the pain of being misunderstood by him piercing her as she persisted


    in exining herself to him. “I’m not acting. I really did lose my memories.”


    “Since you’ve lost your memories, how did you contact Oliver, remain in contact with Simon, and even


    meet Zachary?”


    None of these people were of any importance in her life.


    And yet, somehow, she had formed a connection with them.


    “Nina might believe your lie, but I don’t.” He yanked Diana’s chin, his bloodshot eyes staring into her


    soul. “I’ve already had a taste of how it feels to be lied to by you three years ago!”


    At that time, her feigned death made him feel like ending his own life.


    He almost followed her in death.


    And then, he found out that she had eloped with Simon.


    “Don’t even think of lying to me again!”


    He would never fall for it a second time!


    “Who’s there?” a woman in the dressing room shrieked-it was probably a customer who came to try on


    some clothes. When she heard Julian’s voice, she thought that a man hade barging in.


    In an attempt to call for help, she shrieked louder.


    Diana, worried that her studio’s reputation might be ruined, subconsciously red at Julian.


    She wasn’t sure if she was mistaken, but she sensed Julian’s aura weakening under her re.


    However, before she had time to ponder on that…