Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 882

The night passed without any further words.

It wasn’t until morning that Julian realized something was off.

Why did he obediently sleep in the same room as Diana?

After all, their children weren’t watching them. As a result, he spent a restless night-whenever Diana moved or shifted slightly, his hand would automatically move towards her stomach. He did that subconsciously, too.

Because of that, she slapped him in the middle of the night. She called him a scoundrel, and said he was shameless.

Julian was so angry, he wanted to leave with the blanket.

Yet when he saw her curling up in pain, trembling, he couldn’t leave. So, he massaged her stomach again and again.

Diana got used to his massages, and soon stopped resisting. Slowly, she fell back to sleep.

But Julian was on high alert all night. Whenever she moved, he would rush to massage her stomach.

yet, what was

at her expression-like she wanted to eat him alive in the early morning-he felt that his disobedient hand deserved to be chopped. His brain,

should’ve left quickly after

As soon as he opened it, he saw a sleepy

he stepped out, they both looked up at him in unison. Betty even extended her arms towards him, gesturing that she wanted to

room last

daughter would never rely on him as much as she did today. He had to admit, Diana’s influence on the

soon as she appeared, they felt much more secure. In the past, they wandered around the villa like guests. Now, they seemed to

who wasn’t as clingy as Betty, approached Diana when she came out. “Mommy, since Daddy was with you, does your tummy

ruffled his hair.

embarrassed as she glanced at Julian. “Thanks for last night. I slept much better because you kept massaging

problem,” Julian said, “it’s all just

of joy hidden

was I thinking? Why would he still have lingering feelings for me? Cecilia’s