Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 15

Diana subconsciously took a step back as she didn’t want him to find out about her pregnancy.

The joy she felt when she first learnt she was pregnant and her desire to share the good news with Julian had long disappeared. Now, she only wanted to protect the child’s right to stay by her side. Thus, she must protect and keep the baby’s existence a secret. “I wasn’t the one with a stomach ache. It’s Nina. Vans lied to you.”

Julian’s hand paused, but he did not lose his temper.

On the contrary, he was a little relieved, as if he was glad that Diana wasn’t ill.

How could he still be so concerned about her when he already had another woman by his side?

Diana rubbed her eyes and stopped looking at him. She always felt that she was prone to overthinking when looking at his charming face.

She shouldn’t be sentimental, or she might not want to leave again.

She recalled the scenes she saw at Winnington Mansion, the Forget Me Not flower shop, and SK Mall today. She suddenly raised her head and said, “That banquet.”

Julian did not understand what she meant. “Hmm?”

“The banquet at the old mansion that Mr. Carter wouldn’t let me enter. You held that banquet for her, right?”

“It’s all in the past, so why are you still bringing it up?” Julian didn’t answer directly, but Diana already knew the answer.

To think she actually felt moved because of the way he reprimanded Mr. Carter for her sake! In truth, he was the culprit and Mr. Carter was simply covering up for him.

The two of them were silent all the way home.

When they arrived at the villa, Diana was surprisingly kind to Mr. Carter. She even served him a bowl of congee from the kitchen that she had stewed before going out.

There were yams, red dates, and lotus seeds in it. Although these were all common ingredients, the main point was that this was Diana’s specialty congee.

She could always cook this congee in a flavor that was different from others.

Her congee, which was good for nourishing the stomach, was also a big part as to why Julian never suffered any stomach pains in the past three years.

give him too much. She served him the right amount of congee that was comfortable to drink. She also glanced at Noel, who was standing not far away, and said, “I’ll get

follow Julian and to reprimand others in order to protect

gladly. “I’ve long wanted to taste Madam’s delicious congee. You might not know this, but every time you make the congee for Sir, I’d always be curious about

looked up and asked, “Is something wrong with the

to disappear before Diana’s eyes at this very moment. He didn’t dare continue

Julian had an extremely ugly look on his face. It was so terrifying that

He wiped off his sweat and quickly escaped into

was relieved, and then turned around to go to the kitchen

sofa. His mood slowly relaxed, but

to serve him

leave some congee for him, especially

the pot

so she could only contact the maid at home by phone. The maid couldn’t cook very well, resulting in a slightly smaller amount of congee compared to how it normally

it did not matter. There was enough for a small bowl, which was

When she passed Julian, she glanced at him, then decided not to eat downstairs so as not to

upstairs, carrying the congee, which smelled

What about his share?

it in

and went to the kitchen for a look. Only then did he realize that something he used to

the empty pot, and suddenly felt as if there was

a lid,

moment, Diana was sitting in the room

night. In the past, Julian would bring her

would definitely accompany her whenever

spleen and stomach weren’t very good. She thought of preparing congee by herself, and even added herbal medication to it. The yam wasn’t only delicious, but also

yet, what did the man for whom she

He cheated on her.

when he bought

recalled the corn congee that made her vomit that day. Fortunately, she still had the courage to leave the man who

had been out having so much

Was his stomach hurting?

asleep. She suddenly felt some regret, and reproached herself. Perhaps