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.

of her and Oliver smiling at each other, her face all

that stingy, despicable, vile Oliver Channing instead

Diana remained silent.

heard him wrongly. Did he just call Oliver stingy, despicable,

really come out of

it had been harder and harder to understand Julian. The thought that Julian had been wearing a mask during her life with him over the past three years

jealous, and sharp–tongued man before her seemed to

on an act before someone insignificant like her. The only possible reason for the difference was

sudden, sharp pain on her lips jerked her rudely from her thoughts. Diana’s eyes widened as she realized

seemed equally shocked by

mumbled, “That luscious and red calabash candy isn’t that big a

all.”

horror as she cleanly forgot about his kiss.

did Julian know about

responding to her, Julian left her room as silently

wrongly. Why would Julian

bought on

that he had paid someone to trail her to make