The call was hung up.
Susan Shelby had mixed feelings.
What the heck was going on? How had her father gotten involved with Willa Doyle's identity?
However, her father would not possibly help Julian deceive her no matter what. Could there truly be nothing between Julian and Willa?
"Susie, will you believe me now?" Julian Shaw looked at Susan anxiously.
He rejoiced because, fortunately, George Wright was aware of the truth too, which made him a strong witness to Julian's innocence. Otherwise, it would have been hard for him to clarify the situation.
Suddenly, he was furious. Why had he been so foolish that he had not thought of George sooner?
Susan looked at Julian in anticipation. She could not help pursing her lips. "Is it true that there's nothing between you and her?"
Julian was anxious. "Susie, even if you don't trust me, you should trust yourself. Willa can't even compare to a single finger of yours, so how could I possibly like her?”
Susan rolled her eyes and said in an ineffable tone, "I think she is rather pretty, and she is quite well-mannered as well.”
"Pretty? How is that possible? There's no other pretty woman in this world except you," said Julian in an unusually stern manner. Then, he swore an oath to the sky.
The rock that had been weighing down Susan's chest lightened ever so slightly as she watched Julian being anxious beyond comparison.
However, she soon remembered something else. "So, you had no idea that Willa actually likes you?"
"Willa likes me? How is that possible?" Julian was stunned.
"Are you implying that I'm lying?" Susan was furious. "It was Willa who told me in her own words that she liked you. She said that it was you who took the initiative to ask her out to meet you previously. The reason she left was to stop coming between us. Don't tell me that you had no idea about her intention."
A look of shock flashed past Julian’s eyes when he heard Susan's remarks.
Soon, a slightly nervous feeling crept into his heart.
"Susie, what are you talking about? Willa told you in her own words that she likes m e?"
"That's right!" Susan looked at him. "What’s up with your tone? You sound like you don’t trust me."
"No, I trust you, of course." Julian felt as if h e was suddenly caught in a whirlwind.
He held on to Susan’s hand and had her sit on a chair. Then, he said with a stern expression, "Susie, you must tell me clearly and concisely about every part of this incident right from the start. Don't try to hide even one word!”
Susan was a little stunned by Julian's sternness all of a sudden.
"Susie, this is very important! You must think it through and then describe it all to me in detail." Julian's expression grew even more solemn now.
Even though Susan was confused, she narrated the incident roughly to Julian under his glistening, watchful gaze.
"Just like I told you previously, the night before you two met up, I accidentally heard her talking to herself. She sounded as if she was caught in a dilemma. She said that you had asked her to meet up and wondered if she should go. The next day, she dressed up lavishly to leave. I followed her. Then, I saw you two speaking to one another from afar with intimate expressions on your faces." By this point, Susan was infuriated. "Speaking of that, why did you two huddle together so closely? What were you actually doing?"
Julian, who had been in deep thought, dared not delay upon being asked this question by Susan. He hastily recalled the scene that day at once.
He thought everything through in detail from start to end and then said, "Huddled closely together? Did that happen after the conversation?"
Susan grunted coldly once. "Don't you have any idea what I'm talking about?"
Julian hastily said, "Susie, you refused to let me see you at the time, so I had Willa take some photos of you and our daughter t o show me. She must have taken out her phone to show me the candid photos of you and our daughter."
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