Julian's Stand in Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 179

Only four people entered this room today; Diana, Kayla, Julian, and Mr. Carter. Only two people could have done this, but Diana was unsure if it was Kayla or Mr. Carter.

Regardless of who it was, Diana couldn’t point it out because Julian wouldn’t believe her. So, she didn’t want to give herself trouble. The only thing she wanted to do now was clear the pins from the shirt.

However, it was a challenging job.

“It’s good the pins didn’t hurt you,” Julian suddenly said.

Because of the two suspects‘ special status, it seemed Julian didn’t intend to pursue this matter. Diana was glad she had followed her instinct and said nothing, which saved herself, and simply replied, “Yeah.”

Diana nodded, and Julian noted the heartache in her eyes when she looked at the shirt. Though the look on her face was as calm and pleasant as she was in the past, Julian knew they would never be able to return to the way things used to be.

During this period, he gradually realized that the more he saw of Diana, the less he understood her. He even felt that he had never understood her before this, which was why she could hook up with Oliver under his nose. It also explained why he only knew now that Diana had such great design talent.

and said calmly, “You should sleep. You

the day after tomorrow would be the deadline, and she had some finishing touches to add. She had already planned out her workload, so if she didn’t clear out the

ideal design in her mind.

product was not acceptable, and she wouldn’t tolerate

turned off the main lights and switched on

She was going to

cupboard, took out a dress, and threw it at her. “Put this on and stop being such

and give them a cold. Diana had already donned the cotton pajamas when he looked at her again, but he

sleep with the light on?” Julian asked, shooting her a glare, discontent clear in his voice.

you sleeping on

Julian was sleeping on the couch, and it would least likely

him based on the distance between

to sleep on the couch every night?” Julian said, giving the furniture a pointed stare. “It’s dirty

ate there yesterday too?”