Marrying a woman he did not love, sharing a bed with her every day, and pretending to be deeply in love was genuinely exhausting. Were it not for the reminder that it was all for money, for a more stable footing in the company, he thought it would be quite difficult to continue.
At this moment, Julia Bluen's attitude toward him was indifferent and distant. He wouldn't push Diana Powell away without being one hundred percent confident that he could win Julia's heart back. Clinging to Diana Powell was like grasping at straws, at least keeping him afloat on the sea. Without her, he would sink like a stone to the bottom of the ocean.
"I don't think there's anything left to discuss with Mr. Nicholas Coldwell," Julia's face darkened a shade, her tone even colder and more distant than before.
