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?

the end, Diana couldn’t endure his gaze and averted 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 good for

about the babies, doing this and that for them all the time. But do you think the babies want you to do so many things you’re actually unwilling

was much more concerned about Diana’s feelings

you still think I was important if

taken a stick and hit him hard on the head. with it. He

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

what his heart truly wanted;

his head low. “Do you really…not understand my

“I…” Diana was speechless.

Julian was crying!

shedding tears in

suddenly at a loss for words at how to respond to

misty, and he pulled her into

“I’m sorry.”

really, really loved

hoped she would never feel sadness or grief anymore, and

to hold her, assure her, and chase

stifling and hot, and

too frightened to move. “Are you feeling unwell,

carrying a hint of uncertainty and helplessness. “I