Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 7

He didn’t want her to say anything.

He turned around again, wanting to leave.

Diana’s fingers tightened, so much that she almost made a hole in her palms. She resisted the urge to go forward and ask Julian to stay.

The next second, Julian made a few steps toward the cabinet to take the hair dryer out. “You never listen to me. Don’t you know that you should blow dry your hair after a shower?”

He looked cold, and if there were other people around, they would’ve been too scared to breathe.

To Diana, however, it was just a different side of his.

He was so perfect!

He had a beautiful mouth and a beautiful nose, and even the shape of his face was akin to a most exquisite sculpture. One would definitely be attracted to him with just a glance.

What’s more, he was already standing in front of her with a hair dryer.

Three years.

He had taken care of her meticulously for three years, and even pampered her into becoming a woman who had her hair blown dry by her husband.

Yet, they were about to get a divorce…and the reason was unknown.

Diana felt bitter. She understood that even if she found the reason for the divorce, it would not change the fact that the divorce was imminent.

Even so, she was dying to understand everything.

The hair dryer was buzzing, and the hot wind swayed the coolness in her heart. Julian’s fingers moved freely on Diana’s scalp, as if he was pampering her to no end. She knew better than to reach out and hug him, but she couldn’t help herself from indulging this moment of tenderness.

Julian felt the wetness on his chest.

“What’s the matter?” The corners of his lips were tinged with a hint of mockery. He didn’t know whether he was laughing at Diana, or whether Diana’s habits were already embedded deep in his heart.

Julian himself couldn’t understand why he didn’t push her away when she hugged him.

What was even more confusing was that he wanted to rush into the bedroom immediately to see what she was doing right after he returned to the villa.

She was obviously just a stand-in. She was a woman who regarded money as her life and had no conscience, yet he had grown accustomed to her to such an extent.

No one knew

with a fatal attraction, said, “Be

heart. She was about to look up at

always move

dryer would not

he wouldn’t allow a trivial thing such as blow drying hair done

did not push her away, and put her on the edge of the bed

and took off her slippers as she waited for Julian to wrap his arms around her body and neck in order to dry her

be

that

a divorce. Wouldn’t it be too strange for them

to think. He watched her movements, then let out a low laugh. “You’re quite proficient.”

and her eyes became

so she should not be

couldn’t be

hands scrambled around like a baby anime

around her

bed again, half of

might never wake up with her

toward her when he was drying her hair last night…

to suffering so much disappointment. She got up slowly, planning to go downstairs

few steps, she felt as if

turned around and took a

was a

photo seemed to be a

not like white, and she had never taken such a

one would come in here, and no one would dare to put anything in here. Who could the girl

this be a photo Julian had accidentally dropped?

nervous. Sge quickly bent

be seen. The only thing she could make out was the white dress with delicate embroidery and the

if she could not

reason why Julian wanted

then went to the dining room downstairs.

from the western style cuisine she had in the past. It was all oriental style dishes, and was also the type

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