Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 332

Her life at the moment was so much more beautiful and happier than her last three years of hoping to get

pregnant.

Julian didn’t say anything to her statement. He sat upright and said, “Pregnancy is hard. Let me give you a

massage.”

As he said that, he had already started to knead her legs, neck, and shoulders.

In fact, the method he used seemed quite professional.

It made it hard for Diana to refuse, even though she wanted to. She closed her eyes and leaned in comfortably to his touch.

“Did you take classes on this?”

“Yeah. One can’t have too many skills.”

It was easy to say that, but Julian had actually only recently learned this skill. Fearing he might do something wrong and have the opposite effect on a pregnant woman, he also asked a famous masseur to teach him the art, and he was now showing Diana the labor of his work.

However, Diana didn’t need to know the troubles he went through for this. She was his wife, and she simply needed to enjoy it.

return to how they were in the past, when

was quiet except for the sound of the ticking clock, and about

privileges time

was a

had already stopped! It was like an itch under her skin that couldn’t be stopped. But when she saw Julian massaging his own wrist to get the soreness out,

So, she nodded. “Okay.”

noted her expression, but pretended not to see it and picked up the

our little

and mellow; perhaps because he was telling a story to the babies, but he even made it childish and

couldn’t help but

smoothened his face back into a neutral

another half an hour passed. This time, Julian’s wrist hurt, and

hoarse.

out of bed and poured him a glass

you must

talk. They sat in comfortable silence, and their hearts felt

said, placing the glass on the table. It didn’t seem like he intended to leave at all, and instead pulled back the covers.

patted his arm, indicating that Diana could

felt more like a series of well–laid traps. She