Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 216

Finally, Kayla stood next to him and cajoled him in a low voice. That was when Julian finally put the mop down and obediently left the living room with her.

But before he left, he took a deep look at Diana.

“You…” He stretched his hand out, his eyes turning redder and redder by the minute. “You…”

He repeated that many times before finally shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I got the wrong person.‘

Then he turned around and leaned against Kayla as they left the living room. “Kayla, you can’t do such chores. My heart will ache for you. Don’t do them.”

Kayla continued cajoling him in her gentle, low voice. “Yes, I know you dote on me the most. I promise you I won’t do them, okay?”

“Okay…” His voice dragged on, as if he were acting coquettish around her.

It was very different from his usual low voice.

Julian had gotten drunk before, but he had never been so off–guard before.

He treated Diana and Kayla very differently indeed.

Diana could still feel the warmth of his hand on the mop, but she knew that his warmth didn’t belong to her.

The one his heart ached for and the one he desired to dote on had always been Kayla Winnington.

But why?

eyes as she looked at their

to lighten Diana’s workload. She quickly kept the cleaning equipment and returned to her

an entire day’s work, she had a hot shower and

hand, stayed

laid next

brought him to

the villa was working for him, so he wasn’t afraid that Grandma would hear about what happened just

did he feel so uncomfortable upon seeing Diana holding a mop when

one who suggested having her do the tasks of a nanny, cleaning up the house to cover

he act drunk and snatch the mop

He…

that

didn’t he just stop her from cleaning up and make her return to her

did he go

couldn’t figure it

aching that badly to begin with, began

state, he sensed that Kayla kept

glass of iced water and

but he

the speed of light as doubt

he returned to his room, his

of alcohol