Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 227

Even so, Diana responded sweetly and said, “Understood, Mr. Fulcher.”

She would keep her act up as a nanny to the end.

Diana’s voice sounded sweet since she was obedient, but one could hear the gnashing of her teeth. There was life in her voice, as if she was no longer a paper

doll.

“Nanny,” Julian repeated, for a reason he couldn’t understand. “Make sure you do it well.”

If he heard correctly, Diana’s breathing sounded rougher after hearing the way he called her. There was more emotion in her response.

Julian’s heart suddenly felt lighter. He looked at the bedside table for a few moments before finally turning around and leaving the room.

Kayla waited for him to leave before shooting Diana a vicious look. “If it’s true that Julian really doesn’t want to leave you, then I’ll help you. But you need to work with me.”

How could Julian not want to divorce Diana? It was the first thing on his list! The reason they were forced to delay was only because of Madam Fulcher.

However…

add oil to the fire and help Diana speed up their divorce, which was something Diana was

with a nod. “How are you planning

it for a moment, her brows furrowing. She looked somewhat distracted. “I don’t have a concrete plan now, but I’ll probe Julian to see the

needed to do something to separate the two sooner or

more, but her alarm kept ringing non–stop. She pressed it several times,

and saw that it was only

ringing somewhere, sounding like a screaming banshee. It was so

glanced around, and her gaze finally landed on a clock

…from that clock?

wonder the alarm kept ringing regardless of how many times she pressed her phone! But she hadn’t used this clock in a long time. Why was it ringing at six in the

Perhaps it was broken?

about it, Diana picked the clock up and turned it off. The

so Diana burrowed back under the covers with the intent to return to sleep. Just as she was nodding off, someone knocked on

harsh voice came

only six in the

she quickly

pleasure flashed in his eyes, but his face remained indifferent. He spoke in a cold voice, “You’re a nanny.