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?

her eyes as she

he managed to lighten Diana’s workload.

shower and fell right asleep before she could

other hand, stayed awake the

simply laid

brought him to her

now, everyone in the villa was working for him, so he

upon seeing Diana

a nanny, cleaning up the house to

he act drunk and snatch the mop

He…

admit that he was trying to help

her from cleaning up and

he go to such

couldn’t figure it

which wasn’t aching that badly to begin with, began throbbing with

state, he sensed that Kayla

up, switched the lights on, downed a glass of

wanted to follow behind Julian, but he

light as doubt flashed past

to his room,

of alcohol