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.

No one knew what

and seductive with a fatal

and joy started welling up in her heart. She was about to look up at him when he suddenly picked her up.

would always

dryer would not

had always been rigorous in everything he did. Naturally, he wouldn’t allow a trivial thing such as blow drying hair

push her away, and put her on the

Diana had already turned around and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian to wrap his arms around her body and neck in order to dry

wouldn’t be able

the method that Julian taught her

it be too strange for them to act

give Diana any time to think. He watched her movements, then let

heart ached, and her eyes

she should not be acting

some habits couldn’t be changed

like a baby anime

around her

to touch the bed again,

that Julian might never wake up with

so gentle and tender toward her when he was drying

got up slowly, planning to go downstairs for some breakfast

felt as if

around and took a

It was a photo!

the photo seemed to be a girl clad in a

white, and she had

in here, and no one would dare to put anything

be a photo Julian had

became nervous. Sge quickly bent down to pick up the

seen. The only thing she could

even if she could not see

why Julian wanted

the photo calmly, then

cuisine she had in the past. It was all oriental style

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

somewhat dispiritedly. She turned to Mr. Carter as she took out the photo and asked, “Mr. Carter, do you know