Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 60

The pain at her back forced Diana to follow in his footsteps.

Luke appeared smug as he leaned closer to Diana. They looked just like a couple in an intimate embrace. Each time Diana dared to tilt sideways, Luke would press the dagger deeper into her back.

Just an inch more, and the dagger would pierce right through her skin.

Diana dared not make a careless move, but the moment Luke brought her away from his place, things would not look good for her.

An idea popped into her mind. She pretended to casually touch her hair as she flung the earring that Kate

returned to her on the floor.

The agreed time to meet Kayla was in half an hour.

If Kayla saw the jade earrings, she would surely be able to tell that they weren’t ordinary earrings. What’s more, Kate would have worn them before. She would surely know that something was wrong, and might even be able to guess that she was in danger.

In other words, in around half an hour’s time, someone might come to her rescue.

However, Diana could never imagine that at that moment, just a hundred meters away from where she was, Kayla was coldly looking on at everything that was happening.

She clearly saw how Diana was held hostage, and also recognized that it was Luke, the youngest son of the Pabian family whom she had met at a dance banquet.

Even the heavens were helping Kayla!

lecherous man, having fooled around with countless women. Diana would

get destroyed was way more interesting than seeing

renowned

as she hid in the shadows of the trees and plants. When Diana and Luke had left,

later, at

grass all around. It was

of the

Diana roughly. “Why are you so slow? If you dare to play any tricks with me, don’t

she would’ve gone all out and resisted him. She would never allow him to bring her to this

had a baby in her womb, she had to prioritize her safety as

dared not risk her safety, and had to pretend to cooperate with Luke to reduce the chances

Bam!

and cough non–stop. “Stop being so

cough anymore.

suffocate to death

eyes welled

with tears. up

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even more. He surveyed her closely. “Your little face is so

“If you have to blame someone, then blame Oliver Channing, the man who helped you on the subway. If he hadn’t stood up for you, I would’ve just groped

was truly scared

understood what he meant by ‘venting

no