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.

her and Oliver smiling at each other, her face

that stingy, despicable, vile

Diana remained silent.

doubted whether she heard him wrongly.

come out

been wearing a mask during her life with him over the past three

domineering, jealous, and sharp–tongued man before

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

from her thoughts. Diana’s eyes widened as she realized

equally shocked by his own

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

all.”

horror as she cleanly

did Julian know

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

him wrongly. Why would Julian mention calabash candy so

bought on

paid someone to trail her to make sure that she