Chapter 563
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
âI have something else to attend to.â The kiss left as quickly as it came. âIâll be off now.â
With that, he walked to the door and Diana was left watching his retreating figure.
He was becoming sillier and sillier nowadaysâ¦
That was Julianâs own honest take of himself.
He knew he would only desire her more with every touch, yet he couldnât hold himself back from drawing closer to her.
Simply touching her lips was enough to send his body burning, making him instinctively want to hold her tight.
Each time he kissed her, he felt like an addict on overdose.
If he didnât stop himself in time, he knew what he was capable of doing to her.
He didnât dare to go that far.
He was afraid that he would go overboard, and that she wouldnât be willing.
He had to go slow.
Go slowâ¦
He warned himself that countless times.
If it werenât for the mess in the studio, Diana wouldâve thought that what just happened was a dream.
Even the few times he told her to look at him felt especially unreal.
That prideful, haughty and domineering man was putting forth a request to her like a petulant child.
He was different from the man in Dianaâs memories.
His goodness and compromise were always out of maturity; giving in to her from a position of superiority, as a husband to his wife. It was a standard to meet and a model to follow, but not the kind of intimacy one would see between lovers.
The thought of such intimacy belonging only to Kayla made Diana feel like she had swallowed a knife, and she was unable to talk and breathe for a long time.
Her nose suddenly became blocked, and she wiped it hard with a napkin before standing up to go to the washroom.
She scratched her lips until it broke once again.
She didnât want any traces of Julian left on her body.
All the more she didnât want traces of him that came with his affections and thoughts of Kayla Winnington.
Her eyes turned blurry, but she didnât know what caused it.
She wiped her tears away, and buried herself back into her work.
Thanks to Julian, Diana saw Winnington Inc.âs name on the exhibition participants list. She had to make sure she was prepared in order for her plan to go smoothly.
Time was passing so quickly, yet Kayla did nothing at all, as if simply registering for the exhibition would guarantee her the position ofchampion.
Her idle attitude made James deeply uneasy. âKayla, thereâs only one more day left before the exhibition,â he persuaded her earnestly, âyou should spend some time to prepare for it.â
Kayla smiled confidently and assured him, âDonât worry. Iâve arranged everything.â
Since she said she would defeat Diana, then she would definitely do it.
James didnât feel reassured, though, and asked further about her arrangements with the intention of helping her come up with ideas. However, Kayla refused to let him in on her arrangements and simply told him confidently, as if her victory was a shoo-in, âWhatever it is, I can defeat her and draw Julianâs attention to me. In fact, I can make Julian call me his fiancee.â
James was so happy to hear Kaylaâs words that he almost jumped. He scratched his ear and said, âDid I hear you wrongly?â
She could make Julian marry her so quickly?!
Well done, Kayla!
On the surface, it looked like she didnât do anything on the surface. Yet, she could blow everything up and surprise everyone with a bang!
James became happier the more he thought about it. âIn that case, should I suit up in something special on the day of the exhibition?â
After all, it would be the day he officially became Julianâs father-in-law.
Except this time, he wasnât relying on that cheap wench Diana, whom he had no hope in whatsoever.
Ultimately, he had to depend on his Kayla.
Kayla shrugged. âUp to you. Wear whatever you want.â
The only thing that mattered was her dressing up well and being the center of attention.