Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 219

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 219

His face was dark with displeasure as he held the clothes in his hands.

“Give this to Winnington.” Julian passed the clothes to Noel and turned back into the car.

To Winnington…

Noel dared not delay carrying out Julian’s instructions, but he wasn’t sure whether the clothes were for Kayla or Diana. But the look on Julian’s face prevented Noel from asking further.

He pondered about it throughout the whole journey, and finally decided to hand the clothes to Kayla.

Kayla was elated upon receiving the clothes and immediately changed into it. She was positively glowing when she came out wearing the new outfit.

Her colleagues commented enviously, “Chief Winnington, how is it possible that Mr. Fulcher dotes on you so much? Even sending new clothes to you in the middle of a work day!”

“Oh, don’t say that,” Kayla chuckled coyly. “His assistant said that it was along the way. He saw that this outfit suited me and bought it for me.”

She pulled out her credit card and handed it to Hannah, who was always following behind her. “Sorry to bother everyone during work. Buy some coffee for everyone and take it as my apology.”

“Thank you, Chief Winnington!” Hannah received the credit card gladly and deliberately raised her voice as she said, “There’s no need for you to do this, really. We fully understand. Aside from the fact that he finds this outfit suitable for you, Mr. Fulcher chose to send you clothes in the middle of the work day also because of something else…”

Her tone changed as she turned to look at Diana’s dress in disdain. “He’s also warning someone else not to have any wishful thinking. No matter how dirty her clothes are, he’ll never pay her any attention!”

“All right, that’s enough,” Kayla nudged Hannah gently. “Run along and get some coffee. Everyone’s waiting.”

Hannah had a honeyed tongue and was adept at boot–licking. “Alright! Mr. Fulcher dotes on you, and so do I! Since Mrs. Fulcher has tasked me to buy coffee, I must do so at record speed!”

Mrs. Fulcher…