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?

of envy flashed past her eyes as she looked

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

a hot shower and fell right asleep

on the other hand, stayed awake the

laid next

had brought him to her

for him, so he wasn’t afraid that Grandma

uncomfortable upon seeing Diana holding a

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

drunk

He…

even dare to admit that he

cleaning up and

he go to

figure it

aching that badly to begin with,

his bleary state, he sensed that Kayla kept trying

switched the lights on, downed a glass of iced water and went back to the

Julian, but he didn’t give her a

him rushing away at the speed of light as doubt flashed past her

returned to his room, his

alcohol couldn’t