Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 366

In her annoyance, Madam Fulcher was sorely tempted to knock Julian’s head.

But with Diana right in front of her, she couldn’t say too much. So, she sighed and said, “Slow down. There’s no hurry.”

Diana huffed inwardly. She wasn’t pregnant with his children anymore, and there was a chance for Julian to separate from her immediately and go to Kayla. The man must be jumping for joy inwardly, so why would he slow down?

Diana looked up and gave Julian a cold look.

“Let’s go.”

Soon, the two were in the car as it made its way steadily to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Because of their previous divorce application, they didn’t need to complete another waiting period.

Diana walked in front of Julian, and the two slowly entered the hall. She noticed that the man’s movements were a little slow, and she glanced back at him.

her on

Julian was dragging his feet and not hurrying to keep pace with her. It was a while before she joined her the bench she had sat at.

The staff member assisting them was the same as the last time. Seeing a handsome man and a beautiful woman together was always dazzling. Besides, the staff member’s boss had mentioned that the two coming today were big shots, and to ensure that they were treated well.

entire process went by unbelievably

time to react. Everything was settled in a flash, as if every person in the office had dropped everything to cater to

slightly confused as she held the

it was obvious that he had

that he

grew tighter as the

to leave

Julian and wouldn’t care about how

this moment, they were really

about the grief of losing her children. She didn’t even feel that

a sponge that absorbed all water, and only by crying

away her certificate carefully and left the

the cemetery, but no monument had

decided she would

chose a soft yellow

since it was a unique color, Diana would need to wait for a while. As she wasn’t in a hurry, she agreed and waited at the

mind was completely

she could no

a matter of waiting for the