Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 220

Diana couldn’t be bothered with Kayla’s nonsense. “Since Julian isn’t here, you needn’t bother trying to talk kindly to me. Chief Winnington, if there’s nothing else, please stop coming near me and interrupting my

work.”

Kayla refused to let up. “Then take my coffee. After all, your dress was soiled because I asked the driver to drive faster. How could I leave if you don’t accept this coffee?”

So her soiled dress was a result of Kayla’s deliberate move?

Clearly, Julian had indulged Kayla to the point of no return.

Hannah might have a point. Perhaps he sent clothes over as a one–sided warning that she was different from Kayla.

However, she was aware of that even without his reminder.

“Oh. One more thing.” Kayla remained standing right next to her. “There’s another reason for my apology, and that’s for the breakfast that you painstakingly prepared for us this morning. Julian said your cooking is so bad that he couldn’t bear for me to eat something so unappetizing, so he brought me out for something

better.”

he wasn’t intending to eat the breakfast she prepared and looked down on her cooking skills, why did he insist on

household that tight

million dollars before, his actions were essentially to make things difficult for

grip over the computer mouse, though her expression

unmoved.

and said in a screeching voice that everyone in the

feigned rebuke, “How could you talk so casually about Diana working as a

I spoke without thinking and I shouldn’t have said out loud that Miss Winnington was working as a nanny at the Fulcher

alright.” Kayla feigned a helpless look as she patted Hannah’s shoulders. “Just don’t talk

two of them put on quite a show that immediately triggered

working as a nanny in

a nanny than leave that place. Seems like she’s still dreaming about reconciling with Mr. Fulcher. Poor Chief Winnington! She’s probably unwilling

being her sister.”

“She’s so shameless!”

Mr. Fulcher right in front of Chief Winnington! She even deliberately soiled her own clothes and hung around Mr. Fulcher when he sent Chief Winnington to work. But alas, Mr. Fulcher paid

at all!”

Damn that nanny, wicked