My Deskmate A Movie King Faked Cancer For Cash Chapter 20

My Deskmate A Movie King Faked Cancer For Cash Chapter 20

We went to so many places after that.

Meadows, starlit deserts, coastal cliffs, quiet historic towns. Julian documented everything online.

His fans went from devastation to gradual acceptance, and his comments turned into a travel diary of warm wishes.

*Where did he take her today?*

*I went to that beach last year! The sunset is gorgeous!*

*Why does Julian look so goofy in her photos? He is absolutely whipped.*

*When is he coming back to set?*

Julian replied to one comment: *My wife is my only priority.*

A few eagle-eyed fans began pointing out how pale I was getting.

They noticed a lingering, unspoken sorrow in Julian’s eyes.

His PR team shut those threads down quickly.

But I knew we couldn’t hide it forever.

My body was deteriorating rapidly.

I couldn’t walk long distances anymore, spending most of my time resting in hotels or in the passenger seat of our car.

One evening, Julian brought a bowl of soup to my bedside, but I threw it up after two bites.

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He cleaned up, sat back down on the edge of the bed, and stared at me for a long time.

“Hazel, let’s visit St. Jude’s Chapel.”