Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 165

By the time everything was cleaned up and settled, it was already ten at night.

Diana’s appetite had gotten better as her nausea and retching had decreased recently. She would crave something spicy and sour if she wasn’t sleeping at this hour, such as sour and spicy noodles or soup…

If the dish had more chili and vinegar, it would be delicious for her and dispel the urge to throw up. However, these kinds of food were merely junk food to Madam Fulcher and Julian. From the beginning of the marriage, she wouldn’t get to eat any of those dishes unless she went out with Nina.

Julian thought the food wasn’t hygienic. Plus, as Mrs. Fulcher, Diana needed to be mindful of her image.. Others were bound to make a big deal if she ate such cheap food.

Madam Fulcher would retire early for the night when Diana lived at the old mansion. When her craving was particularly intense, she would order takeaway in secret. It was easy to do so back then, and she wouldn’t be caught. Yet, here….

Looking at the brightly lit study, Diana somewhat regretted moving back in.

She thought about ignoring her cravings at first, but the more she thought about it, the more she wanted it. She could almost taste the spicy and sourness on her tongue. If she didn’t eat it tonight, her stomach would churn uncomfortably!

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rolled under the covers and gave in, calling for takeaway in secret. When placing her order, she included

her order, she finally received a call and rushed down the

was speechless at how Diana had acted. What was she up to? Did she

eyes, he

whoever was on the other side after opening it. The look on her face

to see when they were still

her betrayal, a spark of irritation burst through him. He marched toward them. He didn’t expect Diana not to return the same way she had come, and instead took another path back

was clearly excited

put up a simple act? Was Diana so impatient because she was lonely?

to her chest like it was precious to her heart before disappearing around the corner. Anger still coursing through his veins, he called the guard at the door. to detain the

pulling the cap off

when the man’s face came into view. “…Who

events, and he trembled