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.

glass door for a long time without

be intimate and sweet with each other, but with the

body that was difficult to forget or ignore, even if she closed her eyes. She was the only

Diana shook her head to get rid of such thoughts. Ensuring that her pajamas were properly on her, she

couch.

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

no choice.

was that she had eaten less over the past two days and slept more. She had also replenished more energy with her hearty meal for dinner, so she didn’t feel tired at this moment. In fact, she

a little restless.

her to deal with

with the shirt, she would have to turn on the main light. She was

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

she did. They had used

refused to cooperate easily covered her left cheek, adding a touch of softness to her face. Under the

a hint of panic in

and if she didn’t listen to his words, he would grab the shirt in her hands and