Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 266

It was utterly disgusting.

Diana rubbed her stomach in a bid to calm herself down. She didn’t want the filthy scene before her to soil her eyes, so she immediately went back to her room for a shower and a fresh change of clothes.

She never once touched the dress that Julian bought for her at SK Mall.

She found it absolutely filthy.

The next day at Hillary Hotel, Kayla was all made–up early in the morning. She had deliberately drawn her eyebrows to resemble that of Diana’s, and it made her look even more like her sister.

She came early to the hotel to wait for Michael and the rest.

Diana, on the other hand, was being pestered by her colleagues who had work for her to do.

She only finally managed to emerge from the crowd when she was almost late to the dinner with the client at the hotel. But when she headed downstairs, she couldn’t get a taxi. She was still feeling traumatized about taking the train, and thought perhaps it was better for her to continue waiting.

But the longer she waited, the more uneasy she felt.

She had a niggling feeling that something was going to happen tonight.

Right at that moment when she was distracted, a couple of taxis rushed past her.

They looked empty, but for some reason, they didn’t stop despite seeing her standing by the road.

decided to change her spot and

end, Michael and the rest had reached Hillary

landed on Kayla the moment he entered.

his hand out, his face all solemn and proper. In actual fact, his fingers began rubbing across the back of Kayla’s

expect him to be

outrageously he behaved, the better the

they made my eyes light up the moment I saw them that day. Now that I’ve seen you in person, I’m convinced that your designs are just like you in person,

Strangely, something felt wrong.

Michael didn’t care

present at his dinners were in silent agreement of his

wasn’t

women

was playing along with

drinking to his heart’s content and staring at Kayla all the while, he finally

right. You’re not

composed than this woman before him. Her eyes and brows especially looked like they came from a painting. Her beauty

fright over his words. “Mr. Gibson, you’re

drunk!” Michael waved his hands and leaned into her ear. “I’m very clear about what

Winnington, he wouldn’t reject a

What do

want?”

of them were so close to each other that from the lens of the surveillance camera, it looked