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Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 182
Julian turned around and grabbed her with force, cornering her. “Why are you awake in the middle of the night?
What are you up to this time?”
This woman was always causing him trouble!
Diana was stunned by his intense reaction, but she very quickly recollected herself. “Why are you here?”
She thought Julian was still sleeping in bed!
Who would’ve thought that he’d come close to the window for fresh air.
“Who else were you expecting?” Julian looked her up and down. His gaze then landed on the loose button around
her collar. He was thinking about her walking out from the bathroom earlier.
She had looked so alluring.
He couldn’t resist frowning. “Do you need another man in your life that badly?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was wind entering the room through the window. Naturally, Diana could feel that her collar was left
open.
However, she checked to make sure it wasn’t open before she slept. She had no idea when she had
unbuttoned it.
Now, Julian seemed to have misunderstood her again.
“Do you think I’m this promiscuous?” Diana was speechless.
“Do you think a married woman who gets pregnant with another man’s child isn’t promiscuous?” Julian asked with a
piercing look in his eyes.
Although Diana was used to his vile slanders and the insensitive way he spoke whenever he talked about their baby,
she still felt a sharp pain in her chest.
Diana bit her lower lip and repeatedly warned herself that the Julian she loved deeply died the day he brought up
their divorce. The man before didn’t deserve her tears.
This seemed to be the only way she could feel less hurt.
In reality, she didn’t feel any less sad or hurt. She was only suppressing her emotions so that other people couldn’t
sense them. At this point, however, her act of self–defense failed her after Julian’s repeated insults.
She began to slide downward like a soulless puppet that had lost its strings. “Whether I’m promiscuous or not has
nothing to do with you. How my clothes appear and what I wear also have nothing to do with you.”
Diana sighed. She looked at Julian’s hand that was pressed against the wall to prevent her from touching it and
catching a cold. She recalled how he wanted to dry her hair for her. Tears began to fill her eyes. “Julian, the only
thing holding us back from getting a divorce is merely a piece of paper. You know that. Your heart doesn’t belong to
me. Why do you keep leading me on?”
He allowed her to believe that he might have actually been jealous.
He also let her believe he might actually care about her a little bit.
However, Diana wasn’t a fool. She knew why Julian did those things. “Does my face resemble Kayla’s that much?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat hurt her even worse.
Julian heard her. He stared at her face blankly, his mind in a daze.
No. Actually, they didn’t look that much alike.
They shared certain physical traits, but anyone who paid close attention could tell the difference. However, during
the three years Kayla disappeared, Julian relied on such similarities to make it through all that time.
He had no idea how he should answer Diana.
Seeing how he remained silent for a long time, Diana sneered. “Are you wondering if I’m Diana or Kayla again?”
Everything about his actions disgusted her.
Diana lifted the cone–shaped cosmetic tool to her face. Her voice was calm and emotionless when she spoke. “If
you find it hard to tell us apart, and you can’t help but feel worried or jealous… When you realize I’m not Kayla, and
you start hating me… Why don’t I destroy this face of mine?”
Would all their problems be solved if she no longer looked like Kayla?
Julian would stop showing that he cared about her, and she would no longer feel torn between loving and hating
him whenever he treated her coldly or affectionately.
As long as Diana got rid of her face, she would be able to silently wait for the divorce. After that, she would leave
with the baby and never look back!
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