Chapter 927
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Sean said yes, but he couldnât hold back his curiosity. âThe person is knocking very hard on the door.â
Diana carried him up, and put him down on the floor before getting up to take a look.
âDarlings, quick, open the door. Itâs Daddy.
âSean?
âBetty?â
Silence ensued in the house the moment they heard the voice.
Diana was shocked.
Through the peephole, she could see Julian standing outside the door, topless. Although it was summer, it was unbelievable that someone like him would leave the house without a shirt on.
Whatâs more, people along the corridor were already staring at him in surprise.
Julian didnât feel awkward, and he even began introducing himself. âIâm the husband of the lady in the house. My wife and children are all staying here.â
Diana hurriedly opened the door, and pulled him in.
A sly smile flashed past his eyes. The moment he lifted his head, he rushed to the washroom without even opening his eyes. Before Diana could react, he was already done bathing and washing himself up, and had made himself comfortable in Bettyâs bed.
Betty rushed out from the study when she heard the commotion. âDaddy!â
Her voice was shrill with joy, clearly happy to see Julian.
She adored her daddy, and had been looking forward to him bringing them back home. Diana, who couldnât call Julian earlier, could only let Betty wait in her room first while letting Sean, who was angry over Julianâs arrival, wait in the living room.
She stayed in the room that Julian was in, and closed the door. After with a click. She did that to stop Betty from suddenly coming in, and witnessing them fighting.
The smell of alcohol on his body choked her. She sensed that the moment he entered the house.
However, the smell dissipated when he came out of the washroom.
She even went to check the washroom before entering the room. He cleaned up the washroom very thoroughly after his bath. Even the toilet and the wash basin were dry and clean. This proved something to Diana.
âYouâre not that drunk.â
Diana stood by the bedside, pulling his arms, trying to get him out of the bed.
Julian was very cooperative.
His eyes immediately opened, and he got out of bed as Diana pulled him.
Butâ¦
Crash!
Diana released her hand.
Julian collapsed back onto the bed once more.
âWhere are your clothes?â she asked.
âI took a bath,â Julian said indignantly like a mistreated victim, his eyes bloodshot. âI could only find one towel in the washroom.â
Previously, when he fixed the toilet in the villa for Diana, he paid attention to where she kept her towels in the washroom.
As he had expected, she habitually kept the towels on the rack above the toilet bowl. The towels with cartoons on them belonged to the twins. Dianaâs one was plain.
Since Diana was his woman, whatever was hers was his too. Julian took it for granted that he could use her towel.
However, Diana didnât think so. Her face burned red when she saw the towel Julian left on the floor after his bath.
âYouâre shameless!â she snarled.
He pulled her arm and decided to go all out, emulating how shameless Kiki behaved toward him after she got drunk.