Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 329

Diana looked up, discontent and shock finally showing in her eyes.

Those were what she was truly feeling.

At this moment, she was not happy.

Julian wanted to pretend he didn’t see her emotions, but he didn’t like how she forced herself to smile. It made his throat feel like it was stuffed with rocks, and his heart felt tight.

He placed his hands gently on Diana’s head and continued softly, “Diana, I’m your husband. You can be honest with me. Laugh if you’re happy, cry if you’re sad, and curse if you’re upset. You don’t have to put up an act with me, and you don’t have to pretend to feel what you’re not.”

His voice was loud and clear, and every word he said pierced Diana’s heart deeply.

The things he told her to do were things she could only do if she was sure she was loved and favored by the man standing before her.

But right now, she wasn’t confident that he did.

Diana rubbed her baby bump as she lay on the bed. The two didn’t speak for a long time, and let time slowly pass in silence.

Julian’s eyes burned brightly as if he wouldn’t rest until she said something, but what was there to talk about between them if it wasn’t about the babies?

her eyes. Her voice was soft when she spoke, sounding as if it would scatter in the wind. “If I’m happier and smile more, it’d be

and that for them all the time. But do you

much more concerned about Diana’s feelings at this

an eyebrow at his words. “Would you still think I was important if I didn’t tell you about

someone had taken a stick and hit him hard on the head. with it. He looked at her in shock, and exclaimed,

together with her and not wanting to divorce her, none of those had anything to

what his heart truly wanted; he wanted to

his head low. “Do you

“I…” Diana was speechless.

Julian was crying!

tears in front

a loss for words at how to respond to him. Troubled, she

eyes were misty, and he pulled her into his arms and embraced her

“I’m sorry.”

really, really

hoped she would never feel sadness or grief anymore, and not

the initiative to hold her, assure her, and chase away all her discomfort

It was stifling

frightened to move. “Are

replied in a voice carrying a hint of uncertainty and helplessness. “I