Julian's Stand in Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 217

Busy people have poor memories indeed.

Wasn’t he the one who forbade the kitchen from giving her breakfast?

Now that she made breakfast herself, she wasn’t willing to eat at home, much less fight with him over it. She would rather head out and get breakfast herself.

“Mr. Fulcher.” Diana looked at him and said solemnly, “I was serious about what I said at the steamboat restaurant. I hope we don’t talk or get involved too much with each other unless absolutely necessary.”

So she could avoid situations such as sharing a meal at a table as much as possible.

“As for how we can prevent Grandma from realizing that something is wrong, I’ll leave that to you.” Diana glanced at Kayla and said emphatically to her, “I really want the divorce.”

To the point that she couldn’t wait for it to happen.

She truly didn’t want to clean up the house, make breakfast for them, and always see them together.

Diana left in a huff.

Julian, on the other hand, looked even angrier than she was. He picked up a sandwich and asked Mr. Carter, Is this the breakfast she made?”

pretty

nodded. “Yes, it is.”

on the table. “It looks absolutely unappetizing!”

glanced at Kayla and began standing up to leave the table and get changed. “I’ll bring you

looked at the sandwich she just picked up, slightly taken aback by how picky Julian was. Truth be told, she thought Diana’s sandwich tasted pretty

going out, she would do whatever he

hands and waited for Julian at the door.

left the villa, Diana was still outside.

had been waiting for

since she rejected the driver that Julian arranged for her, she realized that hailing

a rush to get to work, she had to call for a cab while walking, but her efforts were in vain.

A black Rolls Royce drove toward her, and Diana recognized that it was Julian’s car. She was shocked to see that he had finished breakfast so quickly, but upon seeing Kayla on the passenger seat, she immediately realized that

wife, had to hail a taxi

down and smiled self–derisively.

on her face and thought that she was laughing at him and Kayla. He instructed the driver to wind the windows down and

sent filthy mud and water spraying on Diana,

on her

she naturally pitted

stains, but she would certainly be late for work if she headed back for a change