Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 117

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 117

Regarding the poisoning incident, Julian had no reason to suspect Kayla of making such a big show just to

hurt herself and frame Diana..

Mr. Carter nodded, not daring to bring it up again, and instead reminded Julian of another matter. “You’ll have to take Miss Winnington to the hospital for a check–up tomorrow, so please rest early.”

Julian nodded, but he couldn’t find sleep so easily that night.

Kayla was just next door, but he had never shared a bed with her. The thought of doing so hadn’t crossed his mind either, even more so after he had sent that text to his grandmother about Diana. He repeatedly turned his phone on and off, but Madam Fulcher never replied,

Finally, he decided to go for a walk. He couldn’t keep thinking about Diana.

His actions gave him a bad feeling, but he pressed on. Just as he moved to leave the room, he bumped into Kayla, who was also heading downstairs.

She was dressed in nightclothes, and he could see her exposed ankles. He immediately rebuked her. “Where are you going? Don’t you know it’s cold outside?”

With that, he was about to shove her back in the room when she interrupted him, “Julian…”

It would take more time before she could speak comfortably.

“Shall we take a walk?”

His phone remained silent.

Glancing at Kayla’s face, he thought about it for a while before finally nodding.

“I’d like to leave,” Kayla said after only a few steps. “I don’t have anything here, and staying here like this isn’t a good idea.”

She fiddled with her fingers, seemingly having thought long and hard before making her decision.

“What do you mean, you don’t have anything?” Julian said. “I’ll be divorcing Diana soon, so you can stay here with peace of mind.”

“I know,” Julian said, stroking her head. “It’s my fault. When I return from the hospital with you tomorrow, I’ll head over to the old mansion and bring it up with Diana.”

Kayla forced down her excitement and said meekly, “Okay… But what will you do if Grandma objects to it?”

“We won’t be telling her about it.”

Which meant that as long as he wanted it, the divorce would happen.

Kayla relaxed at his words. “Thank you, Julian. You work so hard to be with me, but I also want to do something for you.”

Julian could tell she wanted to say something, so he asked, “Like what?”

“Well, I actually picked up a specialty while I was abroad for three years, and it’s designing,” Kayla said, looking up at him. “I want to enter the clothing design industry and become well–known. That way, I’ll still have something to show when everyone knows about us.”

She spoke as if their future together was already set in stone.