Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 283

No matter how much Diana wished to return to the old days, it was impossible.

Faced with a husband who couldn’t tolerate having children between them, and was even planning on how to separate her from her babies as soon as they were born…

She couldn’t pretend that none of these things had happened and play along with his sudden interest in her.

She remained unmoving and stayed where she was.

Julian seemed to realize something at the same time, so he stopped making the gesture. Eventually, he still managed to persuade Diana into his arms.

He didn’t know what to say.

He didn’t know how to comfort her, nor how to soothe anxiety and fear in her heart.

He was even more at a loss on how to confess his feelings to her, and how to apologize to her.

All he could do now was hold her tightly in his arms with all the tenderness he could muster and simply keep

her in his arms.

His embrace indeed warmed Diana.

When her ears were pressed against his chest, she could hear the steady beat of his heart. A familiar feeling rushed through her heart, and various emotions suddenly filled her at that moment.

belonged to her, the current situation they were in right now; it had only been one short

brief period of time, so many

be greedy and yearn for

to turn her weak

pressed against him. She slowly pulled away from his embrace. He was probably hugging her so that she would be coaxed into agreeing to

to rage at Diana’s thinking. In the end, he only managed an exasperated smile. There was a small hint of affection

the more wary Diana was of him. Determination flashed in her eyes, and she repeated, ” I won’t compromise. Listen up, Julian. I’ll give birth

that she was being overly solemn and pushing

you

he intending to

to you?” Diana sighed helplessly, her eyes taking on a

had she committed to deserve being tormented

tell more certainly that today wasn’t a

at the door to the room where they used to go about their daily lives,

rest.”

were brands worse

to rectify this.

also hoped that in the next few days, he would be able to move back into this room. It would make it more convenient for him to care for

had read that the first trimester was the most vulnerable time for pregnant women. Perhaps she would feel more at ease if

time to argue or go against her wishes, lest she became angry or grow more fearful

As if uneasy, he stressed, “Don’t be scared. Whatever

closed the door behind him softly, as if he was afraid of giving her a scare. From this small action, one could feel how gentle and thoughtful the

how cold and cruel he could be. At