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.

pursed together. No

charming and seductive with a fatal attraction, said, “Be good and stop moving

welling up in her heart. She was about to look up at him when he

she would always

hair dryer would not blow

he did. Naturally, he wouldn’t

he did not push her away, and put her on the edge of

hand. Diana had already turned around and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian

wouldn’t be able to move

the method that

wanted a divorce. Wouldn’t it be too strange for them to

didn’t give Diana any time to think. He watched her movements, then let out a low laugh. “You’re quite

ached, and her eyes became sore

she should not be acting this

habits couldn’t

scrambled around like a baby anime searching for its mother. She wanted to plunge

around her when

out to touch the bed again, half of

wake up with her again

toward her when he was drying

much disappointment. She got up slowly, planning to go downstairs for some

few steps, she felt as

around and took

It was a photo!

the photo seemed to be

white, and she had never

in here, and no one would dare to put anything in here. Who could the girl in the

a photo

nervous. Sge quickly bent down to

only thing she could make out was the white dress with delicate embroidery and the

if she could

reason why Julian wanted

calmly, then went

all oriental style dishes,

Diana knew she probably wouldn’t be able to eat the food he cooked

few sips of the soy milk somewhat dispiritedly. She turned to Mr. Carter as she took out