Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 212

“Me? Misunderstand you?” Julian sneered, his eyes turning cold at her accusation. “How have I

misunderstood you?”

If she didn’t intend to show that she had other men hankering after her, she wouldn’t have even joined the gathering in the first place!

She had her own pride and dignity to preserve, didn’t she?

What happened to that?

If she didn’t intend to show her tears, she shouldn’t have cried in front of him in the first place!

What happened to her headstrongness?

Hasn’t she been very headstrong recently?

Were they all nothing before him?

Who would believe her!

“You’re right. You didn’t misunderstand me.” She was the one who misunderstood herself. She thought she could let things go, but she was still clinging onto the marriage, thinking that Julian would one day look at her, Kayla, and their three–way relationship through an ordinary, objective man’s eyes.

ordinary or

it involved Kayla, he would lose all sense of

ended up

not willing to accept this

never have appeared before you guys, the golden couple that everyone’s envious about. I’m sorry, I should have held out any ounce of hope that ultimately meant nothing. I’m sorry, Julian Fulcher.

she didn’t have love, she wouldn’t be as burdened as

isn’t around, I think it’s better that we don’t talk to each other. Maintaining our distance

tears away and

pieces of wagyu to hit her

was footing the bill, she didn’t want the food to go to

more energy and time–consuming tasks waiting for her to do in the afternoon back at the office. She needed the

returned to her seat, people sitting around her had all

After all, to them, Diana was like a third party between Julian and Kayla, entangled in

as she had expected, did not stand up

stood on Kayla’s side, without

who had walked to the restaurant with her and shared with her

Diana was the last to exit. She was not surprised to see the cake that she

As it turned out…

token of appreciation was worthless in their

colleagues at the

deep breath and rubbed her belly, her expression resembling that of a victorious general, as she slowly