Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 55

Diana found what Kate said entirely laughable. The Winningtons joined hands and forced her into a corner, and that was supposed to be good for her? Helping her?

The outcome of their last meeting was still clear in her mind. This time, Diana was guarded against Kayla. Her eyes were slightly narrowed as she asked calmly, “Will this be the same as what happened before, when Julian misunderstood and thought I was the one who took the initiative to meet up with Kayla with the intention of hurting her, so that he’d make life hell for me?”

“Who do you think you are?! Are you worthy of President Fulcher’s time and energy?” James was getting annoyed. “Four days later, Kayla will pass you the first batch of money at Springlake Garden. It’ll be at three in the afternoon, so don’t be late.”

Four days later?

Diana’s heart sank. That coincided with the time Luke was released from prison. She had wanted to hide at home and avoid going out during that period, yet now, she had to head out to meet Kayla.

Why was it that she couldn’t meet Kayla when she wanted to, yet now that she didn’t want to meet her, Kayla insisted on meeting her?

She had no choice but to prepare herself in case of any accidents.

After returning to the Fulcher mansion, Diana packed up her belongings into a suitcase and brought it downstairs.

you

had been going there frequently, which was not a good

wanted to tell Julian about Kayla asking to meet her again, but given how things have progressed, she was thankful she didn’t. It would’ve been a foolish move on her part. “No,” she said expressionlessly. “If I stayed there and upset Kayla, what would happen? Wouldn’t

statement made Julian swallow the words in

that you remember your lesson from last time.” Julian hesitated for a moment and rubbed his nose uneasily. “Whatever it

night. He

went to

your bias.” Diana thought that Julian was solely concerned

aside!”

and even moved his face right in front of her. “Aren’t you the least bit concerned about the wound on my forehead? Aren’t you worried about the teeth marks you left on

scent of pinewood drifted into her nose as Diana looked at the plaster on Julian’s forehead. She stared into his chilly, deep eyes for a tad longer than

him, she warned herself. Look at him

side.

chose Kayla, their relationship was doomed to never return to what

want me to look at your wound. Are you trying to make me pay? Or compensate you for hitting you? Why don’t you bill me for every single mouth of water I’ve drunk and every grain of rice I’ve eaten in the Fulcher’s house so I can pay off my debt once and

think that