Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 545

Diana got straight to the point and said, "I don't want to see any traces of Kayla in the villa."

Kayla had lived in the villa before, and had naturally left some things behind.

Seeing them gave Diana unease. She didn't want any strong reminders of the woman who had harmed her babies to be present around her.

"Okay," Julian agreed readily.

The more Diana requested of him, the happier he was.

"I'll get the staff to take care of this right away."

Julian realized he had overlooked this matter; rightfully, he shouldn't have waited for Diana to bring it up before he handled it.

"No need," Diana said, shaking her head.

Her distant and captivating eyes resembled the serene beauty of a painting that exuded an indescribable charm.

In fact, it gave Julian a strange sense of familiarity; something he felt the first time he had laid eyes on Diana.

However, this feeling had been overshadowed by Kayla's disappearance, and he had ignored it.

"Sometimes, it feels like I've known you for a long time," Julian said. "And not just since you came to the Winnington family."

If the acquaintance he spoke about wasn’t based solely on knowing her name, then it was true they had known each other for a long time.

Diana wondered, had Julian said so because he knew about her saving him in the past?

Even so, it didn't seem like it.

Madam Fulcher had mentioned that the Fulchers valued gratitude above everything, especially the debt of saving one's life.

It was why Julian had been so good to Kayla.

Diana didn't know why fate played such cruel tricks on people. It hadn’t only made her and Kayla half-sisters with different mothers, but also caused them to fall in love with the same man.

And at the same time, both sisters had also saved him once.

Julian remembered Kayla's favor, yet Diana’s had long since vanished into the river of time...

As if it never happened in the first place.

Diana was the only one who vividly remembered her desperate efforts in the cave to warm the little boy up all those years ago; a memory that belonged solely to her now.