Chapter 803
Julian wanted to say that he didn’t want to leave.
He couldn’t rest assured if he were to leave.
However, the look on their faces told him that if he were to say that, it would be akin to throwing a bomb at them.
It was probably better for him to keep quiet.
Therefore he, a tall and handsome bigwig of Richburgh, folded his sleeves and silently took over Mrs. Lay’s cleaning tools and began cleaning the house.
Diana was flabbergasted at his actions. “Mr. Fulcher, what are you doing?”
“Making it up to you,” Julian improvised on the spot, fearing that Diana would immediately tell him to scram.
He didn’t even dare to look closely at her wounds.
He knew his heart would ache if he did that.
“Make it up to me?”
“Yes.” Julian pointed at the things that Noel brought; for the first time, had the urge to triple Noel’s pay right on the spot. “Didn’t you ask me to take some things home just now?”
He pointed to a box of birds’ nest and a box of apples. “I’ll take these two things.”
Diana’

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