Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 369

“You have to remember to be sorry for me and also the babies. You have to…”

Diana began to cry as she spoke. “N–No. It’s not your fault! I know that. The biggest responsibility for the babies leaving is still mine!”

As she said that, she reached out and snatched the bottle of wine fiercely from Julian’s hand and took a quick

swig.

She could no longer taste the pungent taste of the alcohol. She only felt the pain in her heart ebbing away when the liquid rushed down her throat, and she could also forget the torment she had experienced in the past few days.

In her hallucination, Julian would stare at her with those extremely affectionate eyes. He would be sad when she was hurt, and happy when she was joyful.

But in reality, Julian was not like that.

He was a man who defended Kayla even after their babies died, and a man…who Noel would want to continue serving.

Had Julian never thought about it? After what Mr. Carter and Kayla had done to her, how was Diana supposed to treat Noel like nothing had happened? How could he expect her not to want to rip Kayla to pieces?

But Julian had never given her a choice. He even acted as if none of those things had happened and ultimately blamed it on the poor development of the embryos, stating that there had been signs of miscarriage from the start.

It was her fault…

was all

loved you,” Diana slurred. “I shouldn’t have taken that blow

But…

in time, she would still do it all again without

what

She was so ridiculous!

of alcoholic breath on Julian’s face as

was a clean freak, but didn’t even twitch at her actions. Instead, he quietly crouched down and stared at her with his deep, mysterious eyes as he

was also staring back at

time seemed all

she flung the bottle away to the side and threw herself

we first married, did you know how happy I was? If

over, I’d still love you and take that blow for you. I’d still cross half the city to look for you

what about

pass away

that to happen

have been allowed to bring them

listened to her cries, feeling like a knife was stabbing into his heart and twisting ruthlessly at every word that spilled from

refuse to love

contrary, he loved her so very

He loved her so much that he felt suffocated at the thought of her