Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 227

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 227

Even so, Diana responded sweetly and said, “Understood, Mr. Fulcher.”

She would keep her act up as a nanny to the end.

Diana’s voice sounded sweet since she was obedient, but one could hear the gnashing of her teeth. There was life in her voice, as if she was no longer a paper

doll.

“Nanny,” Julian repeated, for a reason he couldn’t understand. “Make sure you do it well.”

If he heard correctly, Diana’s breathing sounded rougher after hearing the way he called her. There was more emotion in her response.

Julian’s heart suddenly felt lighter. He looked at the bedside table for a few moments before finally turning around and leaving the room.

Kayla waited for him to leave before shooting Diana a vicious look. “If it’s true that Julian really doesn’t want to leave you, then I’ll help you. But you need to work with me.”

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However…

Kayla was willing to add oil to the fire and help Diana speed up their divorce, which was something Diana was all too happy to do.

“Alright,” Diana said with a nod. “How are you planning to help me?”

Kayla thought about it for a moment, her brows furrowing. She looked somewhat distracted. “I don’t have a concrete plan now, but I’ll probe Julian to see the situation.”

Anyway, Kayla needed to do something to separate the two sooner or later.

When Diana woke up the next day, it was still very early. She wanted to sleep in a little more, but her alarm kept ringing non–stop. She pressed it several times, but it would go off again after that.

Left without any choice, Diana grabbed her phone to look at the time and saw that it was only six in the morning. It was much earlier than when she would usually wake up.

Her phone was in her hand, but strangely enough, the alarm was still ringing somewhere, sounding like a screaming banshee. It was so shrill, it caused her a headache.

She glanced around, and her gaze finally landed on a clock on her bedside table. The ringing seemed to come

…from that clock?

No wonder the alarm kept ringing regardless of how many times she pressed her phone! But she hadn’t used this clock in a long time. Why was it ringing at six in the morning?

Perhaps it was broken?

Without thinking much about it, Diana picked the clock up and turned it off. The world finally quieted down.

It was still early, so Diana burrowed back under the covers with the intent to return to sleep. Just as she was nodding off, someone knocked on the door.

“Get up,” Julian’s harsh voice came through.

But it was only six in the morning!

Diana didn’t understand what was going through his mind, but she quickly dressed and opened the door. ” Did you set the alarm?”

A hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes, but his face remained indifferent. He spoke in a cold voice, “You’re a nanny. It’s time to work.”

Having said that, he turned and left. He acted as though hearing another word from her was blasphemy.

Diana wanted to argue, but she lost the urge once she saw his retreating back.

Forget it! She had already told herself she would endure whatever they threw at her. She would pretend she was bitten by a wild dog and had to get up in the morning.

Diana gritted her teeth, then went to the bathroom to freshen up for a bit before going downstairs to clean up. Before she could do so, however, she found a maid’s outfit on her bed.

She was speechless. What was the meaning of this?

Mr. Carter, waiting outside the door, said, “Ma’am. The master said that since you’re a nanny, you should

look like one.”

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