Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 46

In the end, everything was still about the divorce.

Diana smiled self–derisively. Why was she being foolish again? Even if it was only for a moment, why did she think that his heart might have ached for her, that he didn’t retaliate for fear of hurting her?

Now that she thought about it, ever since that banquet, he had only one goal in mind: divorce Diana, and protect that woman at all cost while keeping that woman happy.

Who was Diana Winnington to him? A debtor, at most.

A man’s heart…is truly like the weather in April, volatile and ever–changing.

Diana wrapped herself up tighter in the sheets. Her voice turning colder, she asked, “Well, what are you doing here in my room?”

“This is my house.” Julian glanced at her and went on, “I can go anywhere I like.”

As he spoke, his gaze swept lazily across the entire room and landed on the wardrobe. He strolled over and pulled out a set of pajamas, as if to prove that he had a reason for coming in.

In the dimly lit room, Diana’s eyes shone and her lips glistened.

that moment, the photo of her and Oliver smiling at each other,

thinking of seeing that stingy, despicable, vile Oliver Channing instead of

Diana remained silent.

wrongly. Did he just call Oliver stingy, despicable,

really come out of

over the past three years had been crossing her mind frequently.

jealous, and sharp–tongued man before her

Julian Fulcher had no need to put on an act before someone insignificant like her. The only possible

lips jerked her rudely from her thoughts. Diana’s eyes widened as she realized it

equally shocked by his own

mumbled, “That luscious and red calabash

all.”

exclaimed in horror as she cleanly forgot about his kiss. “Calabash

did Julian know about the calabash

of responding to her, Julian left her room as silently as he

have heard him wrongly. Why would

something bought on a daily basis, after

be possible that he had paid someone to trail her to make sure that