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.

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

Still thinking of seeing that stingy,

Diana remained silent.

whether she heard him wrongly. Did he

those words really come out

had been wearing a mask during her life with him over the past three years had been crossing her mind frequently. The civil, chivalrous, and faithful Julian Fulcher seemed

man before her seemed to be his true

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

her rudely from her thoughts. Diana’s eyes widened as she realized it was Julian kissing her like an aggressive

equally shocked

swiftly left Diana’s side and mumbled, “That luscious and red calabash candy isn’t

all.”

she cleanly forgot

Julian know

her, Julian left her room as silently as he

Why would Julian mention

bought on a daily basis,

be possible that he had paid someone to trail her