Chapter 6

It must be because Diana was a despicable woman who greedily sought more benefits from their divorce. It grated on Julian’s nerves so much that she constantly lingered in his mind. Yes, that must be the reason. Julian thought he had treated her well in the past three years, regardless of the circumstances. She shouldn’t be asking to leave so quickly just for the sake of money. Was she really that strong, or was she simply heartless? Julian felt sick when he thought of the way Diana was so hesitant to speak up. Fortunately, Kayla popped back in with a broom. “Julian, be careful.” Kayla's appearance interrupted Julian’s thoughts. His gaze seemed focused again when he looked at her. “Give that to me.” He took the broom, cleaned up the glass shards in silence, and then continued cooking. After that, he ate together with Kayla. “You can put roses with the lilies. They look good together,” Julian suddenly said as Kayla was cleaning up the dishes. Kayla paused for a moment before scowling. “Julian, I actually…don’t like roses. Have you forgotten?” Having said that, she seemed to have thought of something. She turned around, took out the bouquet of roses, and placed them in front of Julian. “My sister likes these, doesn't she? Although we’ve never met, I secretly asked about her when she first came to Winnington Mansion.” That was three years ago. When Julian heard Kayla using the word ‘secretly’, he felt a stab in his heart. “I was the one who let you down three years ago.” He shouldn’t have married Diana, and he shouldn’t have given up on Kayla so easily. He should have kept looking for her… Kayla looked as if she was about to cry, and she put a finger to his lips. “Hush. Don’t say that, Julian. Everything was done out of my own free will.” “Kayla…” Julian sighed. “You don’t have to hold back when I’m here.” Kayla broke down completely at this, her tears flowing endlessly. It looked as if she wanted to cry to relieve all the sorrow that she had accumulated in the past three years. “I won’t buy roses again in the future…” Julian stretched out his hands and slowly hugged Kayla. Unbeknownst to him, the Kayla whom he thought to be crying miserably on his shoulder was actually smiling sinisterly. Three years ago, in order to deal with the sister she had never met, Kayla had used stomach cancer to win the affection of the Winnington family. With that move, she managed to snatch the maternal love that was originally Diana’s. Three years later, she successfully won over Diana’s husband again with tears. What could Diana use to compete with her? Kayla suppressed her grin and pretended to wipe her tears away. She said softly, “It’s already late, Julian. I want to rest. When will you be going home?” To Julian, however, she was exactly the same as the young girl in his memory, still so innocent and pure. Yet, he felt much relieved when he heard her words seemingly driving him away. He didn’t hesitate to say, “I’ll go back now.” The sweet smile on Kayla’s face froze for a moment. She had expected him to stay! Still, there was no need to rush. The most important thing at the moment was for them to slowly make up for all that lost time. Everything else could be done slowly. When Julian was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around again and asked, “Kayla, when will you be going back to Winnington Mansion?” Kayla was stunned for a moment. The tears at the corner of her eyes hadn’t been wiped away yet, and she looked a little pitiful as she said sadly, “I-I’m not ready yet.” After all, she was adopted by the Winnington family. Even if her looks resembled Diana, she was not the Winnington family’s biological daughter. Julian could understand her uneasiness. “I’ll accompany you to go back tomorrow.” He was afraid she would miss everything there. Sure enough, Kayla smiled brightly and exclaimed happily, “Thank you, Julian!” She then paused slightly and said, “But if Mommy asks, what should I tell her about our current relationship? After all, my sister and you…” Julian was stern and serious as he said harshly, “Kayla. During the banquet, I already told you that I would resolve the issue for you. I’ll divorce Diana as soon as possible.” - Back in Collina Villa, Diana noted that Julian hadn’t been gone for too long. She was extra cautious in everything she did after discovering that she was pregnant. She took a longer time to shower, so when she came out of the bathroom, Julian was already downstairs. When she heard his movements, she was delighted. She was not wrong; he really came back! Diana immediately took a towel to dry her hair, but the water on the floor hadn’t been mopped yet. She dared not move too quickly. She could only wrap the towel slowly and go to the cabinet to get the hair dryer. She pressed the towel against her head and cautiously moved towards the cabinet, carefully avoiding any harm to the baby in her belly. “Don’t be afraid, okay?” Although it was only a few steps, the journey seemed to be long because she was now a mother. Plus, there were still water stains on the soles of her shoes. Kayla’s photo was only some distance away from her. Diana was oblivious to it and only felt a vague excitement in her heart. She wanted to hurry and tidy herself up so that she could give Julian the sweetest kiss after he reached home. She wanted to tell him that even though his impulsive decision hurt her, she did not mind it. As long as they were okay, that would be better than anything else. She and the baby would always be waiting for him to come home. She was getting closer and closer to the photo. Julian had also almost reached the bedroom door. Bang! The door opened. Diana heard it, but that didn’t sound right. Suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared. She took two steps, panicked, and then stopped in her tracks. At that moment, Kayla’s photo was stuck firmly to her slippers. There was water on it, and she only lifted her feet slightly. So, the picture would not fall easily. Julian had already walked in by then. “Why are you still taking a bath at this time?” He looked gloomy, but he still walked toward her. There were no roses in his hand, nor were there any traces of any flowers on the cabinet beside the villa’s entrance. Diana shot him a disappointed look and wanted to ask him where he had gone after he bought the flowers. She wanted to know to whom he gave them, but she suddenly remembered his decisive words: “Diana, let’s get a divorce.” She was no longer in any position to ask him anything. Forget it. She forced a smile and gripped the towel on her head even tighter until her fingernails turned blue. The questions about the banquet and divorce came rushing back into her mind. Yet Julian was still approaching her slowly as if nothing had happened. The familiar worried expression on his face made Diana feel as if everything today was just a dream. Still, his next words brought her back to reality. “How did the talk with the lawyer go?” “I haven't talked to the lawyer…” “Forget it.” Julian interrupted her as if he had encountered something vexing. His brows were tightly knitted together, and even his beautiful eyes that were usually tender had turned cold.