Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Sean looked up and asked, “Daddy didn’t say he wanted to see Mommy or me, right?”

His voice was laced with disappointment.

Diana’s heart tightened. She subconsciously retracted her steps. “Sean…”

“It’s alright,” Sean said, with a smile that everyone could see didn’t come from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, he was akin to a fragile glass doll that could break anytime.” I don’t want to see him, either.”

Anyone could tell that he didn’t mean what he said.

Tears fell down Diana’s cheeks. She looked at her son standing right before her.

Sean was a child who wouldn’t cry, even when he took a fall.

When the twins were younger, Diana would often run out of energy taking care of both of them at the same time.

opened the windows of a room for ventilation. She needed to breastfeed them and drew the curtains to protect her privacy, but she forgot that the window behind it wasn’t

breastfeeding, she carried Sean over her shoulders to burp him, so she could prevent bloating and make him feel more comfortable. When

Diana’s mind went blank.

only four months old back then. His skull hadn’t fused together yet, and

carried him, she accidentally hit his head against the sharp corner of the

such a sharp corner; he had collided with it with such force that

was stunned for a

lips, and cried out loud. His entire face was flushed

as to what to do, and wondered if she should send him to the hospital for a check-up.

back then, too. While she checked Sean’s head for injury, she

ached for Sean and his resilience; he must be feeling the pain of having his head hit the window. It clearly hurt badly, so much that his face went red. How could

didn’t even need to coax him