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?

past her eyes as she looked at their retreating

lighten Diana’s

had a hot shower and fell right asleep before she could do anything

the other hand, stayed awake

laid next to

had brought him to her

him, so he wasn’t afraid that Grandma would

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

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

he act drunk and

He…

dare to admit that he was trying to

her from cleaning up and

did he go

couldn’t figure it

that badly to begin with, began throbbing with

sensed that Kayla kept

up, switched the lights on, downed a glass of iced water

to follow behind Julian, but

away at the speed of light as doubt flashed

returned to his room, his

alcohol couldn’t