Chapter 1176
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Ian was a mild and gentle man. He quietly worked his way up from being a university lecturer to a professor. His academic theories were solid, and his lecturing style was humorous and interesting.
He was also a simple and honest man. When he came across students from financially disadvantaged families, he would even help them out from his own paycheck so that the student could focus on their studies.
With that, he had built for himself a stellar reputation.
Ian Lemmington rarely lost control of his temper, and would always choose to reason and patiently explain things to others.
His wife was similar.
However, this wasnât the case with the Jennings.
The Jenningsâ¦
Enzo Jennings!
âIf it werenât for your brother, my daughter would never have gone overseas!â Ian said, his eyes filled with tears.
He had a head full of white hair.
Hope and yearning for his daughter were all that kept him alive.
The thought of his own child made his lips tremble.
As Diana held Mrs. Lemmington, she could tell the old lady felt miserable as well. Thus, she hurriedly brought a cup of warm water. She patted Mrs. Lemmingtonâs back, and encouraged the latter to sip slowly on the water to calm down.
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When Ian saw his wife in a better state, he looked gratefully at Diana. But when he turned to look at Lina, the grateful smile on his face gave way to never before seen disgust.
âMy daughter was tricked by your brother!â
Lina laughed derisively. âHow could that be? Iâve never heard from my brother about a sister-in-law.
Whatâs more, my brother has high standards for a partner.â
She looked disdainfully at the Lemmingtonsâ family portrait hanging on the wall. âLook at that huge birthmark on your daughterâs face!â
Tutting, she sneered, âSheâs terribly ugly! Iâm sure my brother would never fancy her!â
Ian choked on Linaâs rude comments, and struggled to catch his breath. He was so angry that he grabbed the chair next to him, the veins on his arm popping.
He yelled at Lina, âNone of you Jennings are decent folk! Take your oranges and get out of my house!
My family will never accept anything from you!â
Lina was furious to hear the professor scold her.
No one dared to treat her this way, especially not recently!
This damned old man!
If Julian werenât around, she would have taught them a harsh lesson!
Yet Julian was in fact around, and she didnât dare behave so arrogantly before him. All she could do was grit her teeth and suppress her anger.
Still, she remembered what her brother had told her. âMy brother said that someone in your family loves oranges, and that I must deliver these to you.â
With that, Lina glared at the old professors and stomped on the oranges.
A wicked grin flashed across her face as she said,â Whatever it is, Iâve delivered these oranges to you. In the future, donât even think about letting your ugly daughter smear my brotherâs reputation!â
She waved her fists at them, threatening, âIf I hear it, Iâll make you two wish you were dead!â
âLina Jennings!â Julian roared. He glared at her, wishing he could rip her to shreds.
Lina started trembling with fear and fled the scene immediately, leaving the pile of smashed oranges on the floor.
Seeing the mushed pulp and broken orange skins on the floorâ¦
How was this a gift?!
Lina was clearly here to disgust and insult them!
Noel hurriedly reappeared to clean up the mess. Glancing in the direction that Lina left, he asked, âMr.
Fulcher, shall we send someone to give her a stern warning?â
âNo need,â Julian said. âJust find someone to fix Professor Lemmingtonâs door, and leave two of our bodyguards outside their villa.â
Ianâs tense face relaxed the moment he heard that Julian was helping him. He kept insisting on paying for the door, and urging Julian to tell him the repair cost.
This young man treated him so well. He didnât want Julian to go to such extent for him.
âAnd the bodyguardsâ¦â Ian exchanged glances with his wife, and waved his hands. âWe donât need them.â Ian sighed. âWeâre advanced in years, and have one foot in the grave. We donât have a lot of time left. Perhaps itâs a good thing if the Jennings family come looking for trouble with us.â