Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 7

He didn’t want her to say anything.

He turned around again, wanting to leave.

Diana’s fingers tightened, so much that she almost made a hole in her palms. She resisted the urge to go forward and ask Julian to stay.

The next second, Julian made a few steps toward the cabinet to take the hair dryer out. “You never listen to me. Don’t you know that you should blow dry your hair after a shower?”

He looked cold, and if there were other people around, they would’ve been too scared to breathe.

To Diana, however, it was just a different side of his.

He was so perfect!

He had a beautiful mouth and a beautiful nose, and even the shape of his face was akin to a most exquisite sculpture. One would definitely be attracted to him with just a glance.

What’s more, he was already standing in front of her with a hair dryer.

Three years.

He had taken care of her meticulously for three years, and even pampered her into becoming a woman who had her hair blown dry by her husband.

Yet, they were about to get a divorce…and the reason was unknown.

Diana felt bitter. She understood that even if she found the reason for the divorce, it would not change the fact that the divorce was imminent.

Even so, she was dying to understand everything.

The hair dryer was buzzing, and the hot wind swayed the coolness in her heart. Julian’s fingers moved freely on Diana’s scalp, as if he was pampering her to no end. She knew better than to reach out and hug him, but she couldn’t help herself from indulging this moment of tenderness.

Julian felt the wetness on his chest.

“What’s the matter?” The corners of his lips were tinged with a hint of mockery. He didn’t know whether he was laughing at Diana, or whether Diana’s habits were already embedded deep in his heart.

Julian himself couldn’t understand why he didn’t push her away when she hugged him.

What was even more confusing was that he wanted to rush into the bedroom immediately to see what she was doing right after he returned to the villa.

She was obviously just a stand-in. She was a woman who regarded money as her life and had no conscience, yet he had grown accustomed to her to such an extent.

tightly pursed together. No one knew what he was

extraordinarily charming and seductive with a fatal attraction, said,

up in her heart. She was

would

hair dryer would not

always been rigorous in everything he did. Naturally, he wouldn’t allow

why he did not push her away, and put

around and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian to wrap his arms around her body and neck in order to

wouldn’t be able to

that

too

He watched her movements, then let out a

and her eyes became sore

should not be acting this

couldn’t be changed

even opened, her hands scrambled around like a

was nothing around

to touch the bed

wake up with her again in the

was so gentle and tender toward her when he was

to suffering so much disappointment. She got up slowly, planning to go downstairs for some breakfast to feed the baby in her

she felt

turned around and took a closer

It was a photo!

to be a girl

like white, and she

shared with Julian. No one would come in here, and no one would dare to put anything in here.

photo Julian had

bent

girl’s face could no longer be seen. The only thing she could make out was the white dress with

even if she could

reason why

then went to the dining

breakfast was different from the western style cuisine she had in the past. It was all oriental

able to eat the food he cooked anymore

few sips of the soy milk somewhat dispiritedly. She turned to Mr. Carter as she took out the photo and asked, “Mr. Carter, do