Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 180

This was the second time Julian discovered the difference in the two sisters‘ appearance.

In the end, they still looked alike.

If they didn’t look alike, Diana wouldn’t have the opportunity to be in this room right now, and he wouldn’t have brought her into the Fulcher family three years ago.

So why…

Oftentimes than not, he would feel like the two were becoming less and less similar.

Feeling inexplicably frustrated, Julian unbuttoned his shirt in front of Diana. “Shut up. I’m going to take a shower.”

Hopefully, when he was done, Diana would be asleep.

It was already late. She shouldn’t be messing around with that shirt! Wouldn’t working on the clothing this late affect her health? Must she insist on harming her body so that she could blame him for it, saying that it was the aftermath of the abortion he forced on her?

Julian shot her a condescending look, as if she had done something unforgivable. Thankfully, he said nothing else and went straight into the bathroom.

stared at the glass door for a long time without returning to her

intimate and sweet with each other, but with the imminent

forget or ignore, even if she closed her eyes. She was the only one who knew Julian’s

of such thoughts. Ensuring that her pajamas

couch.

sleep, but she had to deal with all the pins and check to see if there was any damage to the fabric. It was a tedious task, and she wasn’t keen on staying up to do it; unfortunately for her,

no choice.

She had also replenished more energy with her hearty meal for dinner,

a little restless.

convenient for her to

near the couch. If she went over there to deal with the shirt, she would have to turn on the main light. She was certain Julian would kick up an even bigger fuss

still do it on the bed. If Julian wanted to complain more, she would cross the bridge

bathroom, smelling like she did. They had used the same body

cheek, adding a touch of softness to her face. Under the soft glow of the light, she looked like a small flower on

was also a hint of

would grab the shirt in her hands and throw it out. However, this shirt was a product of