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?

envy flashed past her eyes as she looked at

managed to lighten Diana’s workload. She

a hot shower and fell right asleep before she could

hand, stayed

laid next

him

so he wasn’t afraid that Grandma would hear about what happened

did he feel so uncomfortable upon seeing Diana holding a

a nanny,

why did he act drunk and snatch the

He…

dare to admit that he was trying

just stop her from cleaning up and make

he go to such

couldn’t figure

that badly to begin with,

state, he sensed that Kayla kept trying

downed a glass of iced water and went back

Julian, but he

him rushing away at the speed of light as

room, his eyes

bit of alcohol