Julian’s Stand-In Wife

“He even said I couldn’t get him even if I wanted to. Well, I don’t even want him in the first place!”

“Cough, cough…” Nina pulled Diana’s shirt. “Err, Diana…”

“Don’t pull me.” Diana pushed Nina’s hand away, and continued complaining as she cleaned the house. “Don’t you think so too? His face looks like an ice mountain, so hard and cold and stubborn.

Where did he get that confidence to say that I’m into him?

My career’s doing much better than before, and I survived the challenging days of raising my children all by myself. I’m looking forward to better days ahead.

Why would I spend my day thinking of such a cold and stubborn old man?”

The thought almost made Diana laugh.

“No way, no way,” she said between giggles. “It’s impossible between us.”

The moment she said that, she heard someone reply through gritted teeth, “It better be that way.”

At once, Diana jumped in fright and looked up. “Why are you still around?”

Hadn’t he left already?

Where was Nina?

“She hasn’t come clean about how she tricked Vans into

didn’t need to say anything for Nina to slink

to give you this,” Julian

worn since he was one month

carved on it. Conversely,

son wanted to leave a memento

deepened. She immediately stood up to

Julian flung it on the couch. The little bracelet disappeared without

glared at him,

“Look for

Sean! How can you

harsh, after all. It wouldn’t be strange for me

was stunned

always hear her

to begin with. It wouldn’t be good

and moved to the couch

left, but he felt stuffy

to Collina Villa, the fire

room. “Pay close attention. If Diana dares to