Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 408

There was a lot of pain in Diana’s words, but there was no need to elaborate further on it. Fanny could more or less understand.

After all, she was the same.

She also had someone who she knew didn’t love her; and yet, she still couldn’t help but stay by his side and continue to hope.

“Have you let it go?”

“There’s nothing to let go of. Reality’s just cruel,” Diana replied wearily. “I know very well there’s no way us to be together.”

for

From the time she learnt that Julian knew about Kayla drugging her and how he had still spared her and Mr. Carter, the hopes she had for Julian gradually faded.

It was impossible for them to return.

Fanny burst out laughing, revealing her pearly white teeth. “You’re oddly pathetic.”

There weren’t many people who could make Fanny see herself in them, so she put out the cigarette in her hand and said, “Go ahead and do it, then. I’ll fund the expenses you need for your studio in the beginning

stages.”

Diana was stunned. “Really?!”

the Winnington residence, Diana asked Oliver to bring her to Fanny. She wanted to talk to Fanny about the idea of starting a studio together. She thought

small

money,” Fanny said as she unlocked her phone and showed it to Diana. There were

circle. Besides, I’m happy with the design you sent this time.

felt infinitely grateful to the woman before her. “Thank you,

hand toward

with excitement, and Oliver’s eyes lingered a little longer than usual on her before he turned to

“Thank you.”

stand in her corner and

fluttering eyelashes hid the emotions that raged in her eyes, but it was gone when she looked up again. Instead, there was a bright smile on

can give

and said seriously, “I’ve always been doing

that, the Channing family still couldn’t quite accept that Fanny was in the entertainment

no one had forced her to quit or

the old man’s mood, so

a lot, my good brother,” Fanny said with

but

laughing. She could be considered close to Diana now, so she wasn’t as proud and cold as she