Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 317

Diana didn’t have time to laugh at him before Julian gently pulled her down to lie on the carpet with him.

It was a top–quality cashmere carpet that had been imported from Persia. The price per square meter of this was enough to buy a small apartment in the city. It was very comfortable, and there wasn’t any discomfort when lying on it.

Julian had bought this when he learned she was pregnant and was afraid she would fall.

“To be honest, I want daughters.” Julian was in a chatty mood, and he continued talking. “But I’m afraid that I won’t be able to change my stinky attitude and will influence them. Still, I’ll try my best.”

His face turned grave, and he continued, “Honey, you can supervise me.”

He would never be hot and cold like he had in the past toward Diana. In the future, he would try his best to express his feelings whenever he wanted to.

Julian’s eyes were affectionate, and his voice was gentle.

Diana was in a daze, and somehow ended up kissing him.

When she pulled back, she panicked and averted her eyes.

“You liar,” Diana said with a pout. “Just now, you said you hoped they’d be boys, but now you’re saying you hope they’ll be girls.”

“Sons would be nice too,” Julian conceded, looking torn. “I’d like to have sons that take after you,

cut himself

it?”

but…‘

mad if I say it, okay?” Julian said, reaching out as he cradled Diana’s head in the crook of his arm,

her

three years, and spoke in a light

be girls, but my family has never had any luck

had experienced it,

had wanted a daughter, and his parents had also wanted to give him a

to this,” Julian confessed, bringing his deceased parents in front of Diana for the very first time. “I always feel like something will happen to you if I said I wanted girls. But the babies in your belly are our children, and I

“Am I not a bad daddy? Cursing his own children

quickly, and leaned more into his arms. “Whether our babies are

they’ll be

firmness and strength,

heart.

he had hoped their

could sense his nervousness and anxiety, so she said warmly, “Tell me about your

the first time they talked about

age where they don’t remember much,” Julian started. “But I remember clearly… Their faces, their movements when they died in the car accident… They also talked about giving me

told her many of his interesting childhood stories.