Of the South Wind Dialect stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Julian's Stand in Wife. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 588. Let's read the author's Julian's Stand in Wife South Wind Dialect story right here.
She never thought she would feel such affinity for that little deviant!
The last time he sent her back to the villa in the rain, Julian must’ve found a chance to knock some sense into him. That probably resulted in their chance meeting today.
Diana reached her hand out eagerly. “Thank you.”
“Thank me?” Simon’s face fell suddenly, and he even retracted his hand. “What are you thanking me for?”
He had always been a temperamental man.
Diana sensed that something was off, but refused to let go of the only hope she could see. “For getting me out of this place…”
“Getting you out of this place?” Simon furrowed his brows as if confused, and looked helplessly at her. “What’s with you? Do you need my help to get out of this place?”
Given how miserable Diana looked, anyone would be able to guess that she needed help and wasn’t out for a stroll during a vacation.
Yet Simon Channing chose to turn a blind eye to her miserable state.
He clearly didn’t have the intention of saving her.
She decided not to waste her breath and instead save energy by ignoring him.
This woman was interesting indeed.
He had seen her sashay around Julian and being demure and dignified before Oliver. Yet, nothing was as shocking as seeing her like this.
Ugly.
Truly ugly.
Yet, there was still a tinge of resilience between her brows. Her bony shoulders looked weighed down with life’s burdens, but were still stubbornly holding on.
It was a mesmerizing scene to behold.
Simon drew closer to her and pressed hard onto her wounds, making her inhale sharply with pain.
Even so, she refused to make a sound.
She didn’t overreact. That sat well with him.
She stood up, and finally found a wrench after searching through the racks.
The wrench was slightly heavy, but thankfully, she had gotten used to carrying all those heavy fabrics that she had grown accustomed to handling such a weight.
Simon was curious about her actions and sat down staring at her. “What are you doing?”
Diana remained silent.
Without uttering a single word, she used the wrench to repeatedly smash the lock on the metal gate of the warehouse.
As she did so, she realized why Simon kept going back on his word: he was trapped in here, too.
Although she didn’t know why he was trapped here, it remained a fact that, like her, he was unable to leave this place as well.
In fact, it was only until just now that he realized this.
Simon, that little pervert…
He wasn’t as cruel and fickle as Diana thought he was, but…
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