Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1316

Diana didn’t disturb Fanny.

She was still concerned about Noel’s situation. After taking a bite of chestnut cake, she could stand up and walk again as if she had regained her strength.

“Shall we go to the restaurant?” Diana suggested.

If they waited too long, Noel might become impatient over there. It wouldn’t be conducive for him to have a good conversation with Cecilia in that case.

This time, Diana genuinely wanted to play matchmaker for them.

“Is your stomach okay now?” Cecilia and Fanny asked Diana together.

Diana nodded. “It’s fine.”

She stood between the two, holding one of their arms with her hand. The three of them walked side by side, like sisters, creating a lovely scene in the shopping mall.

In the restaurant, Noel had been waiting for a while. It was a Japanese restaurant with great privacy. Noel was seated in a corner of a private room. From the outside, he couldn’t be seen from outside as long as someone didn’t fully enter.

Cecilia was the first to enter.

Her attention was still on Diana, and she thoughtfully added an extra cushion to her seat, hoping Diana would be comfortable.

“Come on in,” Cecilia called out to her.

Diana felt a bit embarrassed. She leaned her head in, but didn’t fully enter the room.

“Cecilia…”

Cecilia’s attention was entirely on Diana, and she didn’t even glance in Noel’s direction. Seeing that Diana wasn’t coming in, she thought she might have entered the wrong private room and was about to leave with her bag.

Diana quickly stopped her. “Cecilia, look in the right corner.”

Noel was sitting there.

His clothes still emitted a fresh scent, and even his hairstyle had been meticulously groomed, with no detail out of place.

It seemed he attached great importance to this meeting.

Diana was relieved, and gestured to Cecilia. “You two can talk slowly.”

The moment Cecilia saw Noel, her entire body seemed to freeze. She felt as though her whole body had been filled with ice, as if she had fallen into ice water.

Seeing his meticulous appearance, it was clear he had been doing well since their breakup!

The only one who felt sad was herself!

No one knew how many tears she had shed alone in her bed over these past few days!

But Noel…

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In contrast, she hadn’t even bothered to apply her protective oils recently, making their appearances seem like night and day.

Cecilia clenched her fists, suppressing all the anger and grief deep within her heart; especially the tears that threatened to fill her eyes—she forced them back.

“Noel,” she called out to him, motioning for him to follow her.

“It seems Diana did us a favor by arranging this meeting,” she said, “we can’t have the person helping us go hungry, especially when she’s pregnant.”

Cecilia might be a wealthy young lady, but she had a strong sense of etiquette and was very considerate of others. Her previous conflict with Diana was solely because of Julian. Now that she no longer had feelings for him, she genuinely considered Diana a friend.

If it weren’t for Noel…

She might have gotten even closer to Diana.

“Let’s go outside to talk,” she said, skillfully pulling a lighter out of her bag.

The flame ignited, and she placed the cigarette in between her red lips.

“I’ve been holding it in while shopping with Diana.” She took a deep drag, and looked disdainfully at Noel.

With each inhale, the smoke entered her lungs.

She refused to cry!

She refused to feel sad. She wanted to be the coolest person, to accept the breakup with more joy and composure than him.

She would be the coolest person in the room.

Noel stared in astonishment, taking a step forward and forcibly removing the cigarette from her lips.

“When did you start smoking?”

Cecilia turned her head, not allowing Noel to take the cigarette from her lips.

When did she start?

It was after the breakup.

She had been so distraught, she needed something to distract herself. Eventually, she took up smoking.

The brief cigarette flame was just like her fleeting emotions.