Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 787

Thinking about Diana, Sean couldn’t help but feel his mood drop again.

How could Julian snatch him and Betty away from their mother? How could the man forbid Diana from coming after them? How could Julian stop Betty from having a video call with Diana?

Continuous questions piled up in Sean’s mind, and he committed everything he had seen to memory.

When Sean thought about how Diana was alone at home while he and Betty were living in such a nice house, an overwhelming sense of sadness surged in him.

His heart ached for his mother.

After showering, he wore his new robe and lay on the bed. After listening to Julian read a few lines of the story, Sean said, “That’s not right.”

“Which part?” Julian was confused. He was reading from his phone word-for-word.

There was no way it could be wrong.

“Your voice is wrong,” Sean said disgruntledly. “There’s more than one person in this story.”

He meant that Julian should change his voice to play different characters when he told the story.

an

old man’s part, Julian pitched his voice lower to sound

calmly said, “You’re

the critic. He made his voice hoarser and tried a few more words before

Sean’s brows were furrowed,

continuing the story. But when he reached the part where the character was a teenager, Sean commented again, “You don’t sound

sound childlike enough. He didn’t sound as young as the boy in the

sweat now. It was just a bedtime story! Why

many things throughout his life. How could he be overwhelmed

that dissatisfaction crept up in him as he asked, “Does your mommy act out every single character when telling you

eyebrow but remained silent. He simply continued staring

Sean didn’t close his eyes to sleep. He was

ten at night, and sleeping

of stares and said, “I got it. Your mommy

eyes, shifted to find a comfortable position, and settled down in

other hand, Julian picked up his phone. He cleared his throat and tried his best

on was Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs,

did Julian need to imitate a female’s voice, but he also needed

to come up with seven different voices for the

how sore his throat was. There was even a moment when the man wanted to