Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 317

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 off

it?” Diana

but…‘

as he cradled Diana’s head in the crook of his arm,

said, her heart feeling content and

than in the past three years, and spoke in a light

wish they’d be girls, but my

grandmother had experienced it, and so had

wanted to give

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

Cursing

leaned more into

they’ll be safe and

held an inexplicable firmness and strength, and it gradually quieted the doubts

heart.

reason he had hoped

nervousness and anxiety, so she said warmly,

first time they

don’t remember much,” Julian started. “But I remember clearly… Their faces, their movements when they died

his

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