Chapter 1166

Julian’s Stand-In Wife chapter 1166 Nina had been out for a while now, and still hadn’t returned.

It could only mean that she…had no intention of coming back.

Otherwise, Diana’s phone would be blowing up by now.

Nina needed an opportunity. An opportunity to have a proper conversation with Vans, and Julian had provided her with that.

Vans gazed at the woman standing in front of him. There was still a clear imprint on his face-it was from when he grabbed Lina’s hand and struck himself.

Lina, upon seeing the change in Vans’s expression when she met his gaze, had frozen stiff and got too afraid to do anything else.

Vans was usually low-key, and he deliberately hid his sharpness. He would have a hard time surviving to this day otherwise, especially with how the Stanleys operated.

His persistence in studying medicine was also a part of it. The further he stayed away from the Stanley family’s business, the safer his mother was.

As for his character, the more foolish and unresponsive he appeared, the less likely the Stanleys would view him as promising. No matter how close he was to Julian Fulcher, an unpromising individual like him could still be easily manipulated by the Stanleys.

The Stanleys’ arrogance continued to grow, and Vans becomes increasingly inconspicuous in their eyes. On the other hand, his mother thrived within the family.

However, this didn’t mean that he was truly incapable or weak.

When he was determined and had something he wanted to protect, he revealed the inherent radiance within him.

He wasn’t the morning sun rising over the horizon, nor was he the blinding midday sun; he was the warmth that persisted in the afternoon when no one paid attention.

Yet, Lina couldn’t understand that.

She thought Vans was just her plaything-that he had no right to shout at her, especially with eyes filled with destructive intent.

Who was he warning?

Was he warning her not to touch Nina, that little slut?!

Hah!

Her brother was now the one the Stanleys were eager to please. Why should Vans, the mere son of a mistress, be allowed to swagger in front of her?

With that in mind, she followed Vans’s forcefulness and delivered a heavy slap to his face.

She hated him.

She despised him.

She wanted to make him kneel before her, begging for mercy.

She wanted him to kneel and say to her, “Please marry me! I’m willing to be your lapdog!”

Yet, he didn’t.

Even after taking her slap, he remained indifferent.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he kept on smiling. His pale face and unsettling smile were fixed on Lina as he said, “Very good.”

This was the last and ultimate patience he could offer Lina. If she harmed even a single hair on Nina’s head, he would ensure that she experience true humiliation and heartbreak.

After saying that, Vans stood up. He summoned someone to clean the private room thoroughly, and left his contact information behind.

“You can contact me for compensation.”

He spoke with consideration. Even though he was injured, he still considered the interests of the business.

Despite his mild appearance, he was still quite distant. He was akin to a passing figure through the woods; untouched by the leaves, yet enough to drive the surrounding birds and flowers into madness.

Lina was one of those crazed birds and flowers.

She was now more determined than ever to make Vans hers.

A man like him could only belong to her!

Relying on herself might be a bit difficult, so she would have to ask her brother to intervene once again and exert pressure on the Stanleys.