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.

were tightly pursed together. No one

with a fatal attraction, said, “Be good and

joy started welling up in her heart. She

she would always move

would not

been rigorous in everything he did. Naturally, he wouldn’t allow a trivial thing such

push her away, and put

bed with the hairdryer in his hand. Diana had already turned around and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian to wrap his arms around her body

Diana wouldn’t be able to move

that Julian

Wouldn’t it be too strange for

Diana any time to think. He watched her movements, then let out a low

heart ached, and her eyes

so she should

some habits couldn’t be

opened, her hands scrambled around like

there was nothing around her when

touch the bed again,

never wake up

her when he was

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

felt as if she

around and took a

It was a photo!

person in the photo seemed to be

did not like white, and she had

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

photo Julian

quickly bent down to

could no longer be seen. The only thing she could

even if she could not see

this be the reason why Julian

the photo calmly, then

all oriental style dishes, and was also the type of breakfast that Julian wasn’t

probably wouldn’t be able to eat

to Mr. Carter as she took out the photo