Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 175
“Throw up here,” Julian said as he quickly put his hand in front of Diana’s mouth and anxiously assisted her back to
the bathroom. “Do you still feel uncomfortable?”
For an instant, Diana believed that Julian’s concern was genuine.
That was, until he whipped his head around quickly and said, “Kayla, go ahead and leave this place so your clothes
won’t get dirty.”
The worry was genuine…but it wasn’t for her.
Disappointment flashed in Diana’s eyes, but it was gone before she noticed. She tried to push his hand away and
said, “I’m fine.”
However, Julian didn’t let go of her hand or remove his hand from her face. “If you need to throw up, go
ahead.”
“Kayla’s gone,” Diana said, smiling bitterly. “You don’t have to worry whether I’ll throw up now or not.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJulian was confused. What does Kayla leaving have to do with whether or not Diana would throw up again? He really
couldn’t figure out what was going on in her mind. Exasperated, he said sarcastically, “Fine. Do whatever you
want.”
After he said that, he removed his hand and left her side.
Diana could still feel the warmth of his hand on her face, and she couldn’t help but touch the spot where his hand
had momentarily lingered. However, the only thing she felt was coldness.
She shouldn’t expect anything from him again. Hadn’t she already learned that multiple timeless? Diana shook her
head to remind herself.
Mr. Carter came by and did the cleaning personally and said, “The maid in charge of cleaning Madam’s room
is on leave.”
Since Noel had been punished and beaten, Mr. Carter’s attitude seemed to improve. He explained why he was here
to Diana when he entered the room, and then took the tools to start cleaning the bathroom with.
Once he was done, he saw a shirt hanging behind the door and couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, is this yours?”
Julian shook his head, a stormy look was already gathering in his eyes. “No.”
It was most likely Oliver’s. Did Diana keep this here because she missed him?
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he shot Diana a dark look and asked, “Whose is this?”
Diana took one look at his face and knew that his thoughts had run rampantly in the wrong direction.
Seriously, Julian’s pride was just overinflated. He was also surprisingly a tyrant, as he only allowed himself to be the
betrayer in this marriage and pointed fingers at her instead when he had done far worse.
What a jerk!
Diana replied dryly, “It’s for a dog.”
“A dog?”
Diana nodded firmly. “Yes. It’s a shirt for a dog.”
“Julian…” Kayla gently tugged on Julian’s sleeve. “I think Diana’s indirectly cursing you…”
The day after tomorrow was the deadline for them to design his shirt, and they would have to bring out the finished
product for comparison.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I think this is the shirt we’ll be comparing. Looking at it, the back waist part is still unfinished…”
Julian, who had processed Kayla’s words, was stunned and speechless.
Even though Diana had indirectly called him a dog, he was somewhat…happy. What was going on?
This shirt didn’t belong to Oliver. It was a shirt Diana had designed and made especially for him. The cold look in his
eye faded, and he said, “You haven’t eaten in two days, but you also didn’t slack off to make this.”
“Of course,” Diana said, taking the shirt from Mr. Carter and deliberately raising it before Kayla. “Look, did I copy
your design?”
Initially, Diana had drawn the previous design just to annoy Kayla. Even if Diana was asked to plagiarize someone
else’s design, she simply couldn’t do it.
Kayla didn’t expect Diana to suddenly become so difficult to handle. Various emotions flashed across her face, and
she couldn’t find the words to shoot back at Diana. Tears of anger gathered in her eyes, and she gave Julian a pitiful
look. “Julian… I really wasn’t lying! Diana copied my design right in front of me, and…”
“I know. I believe you.”
Diana felt another wave of nausea rush through her when she heard how sweetly Julian spoke to Kayla.