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 Diana didn’t need to worry

quiet except for the sound of the ticking

maternity privileges

Diana was

and she had almost fallen asleep from his touch. She hadn’t had enough yet, but he 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, she felt embarrassed to ask him for more, seeing

So, she nodded. “Okay.”

pretended not to

for our little

telling a story to the babies, but he even made it childish and high–pitched sometimes, and even

couldn’t help but

neutral expression and focused more on telling the

Julian’s wrist hurt, and his throat

hoarse.

out of bed and poured him

must be

talk. They sat in comfortable silence,

he intended

his arm, indicating that Diana

felt more like a series of well–laid traps. She looked suspiciously at him and asked, ” Aren’t