Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian asked, “Why can’t I hug Mommy?’

He waited for so long, just for a chance to explain things to Diana. Of course he needed to hug and get close to her…

But now, his son was staring at him so self-righteously, forbidding him to hug his mommy.

At the end of the day, Julian knew he was being too calculative.

Sean was but a child.

What was he doing, being petty with the boy?

After Sean fell asleep, he’d be able to have his way with Diana-and nothing would be overboard.

“Where’s Nina?” Julian subconsciously asked. “Why do I smell alcohol here?”

‘Taken away by Vans,” Diana said, her face flushing.

She instinctively rubbed her hands together, betraying the anxiety she felt inside.

It wasn’t that she didn’t sleep with Julian when she lost her memories. However, the significance when that happened wasn’t the same now.

Earlier, she seriously considered hitting him to vent her anger and making him explain everything clearly to her.

proper chat, seriously talking through

And Cecilia…

to deal with his engagement

who no longer fancied him,

she was in his embrace drove all these important thoughts

didn’t want to think about all these. She just wanted to be in

of that, she started thinking about what

eyes were searing into

scolding herself for being so

heard that Nina had left for the apartment next door,

Sean, his mood improving by leaps and bounds. “Betty’s already asleep, and you should, too. You’re still so young, so sleeping late isn’t

still bully Mommy

voice was laced with anger, and his

a very good mood. She hurriedly crouched, signaling to Julian to

his head.

eyes. “I

come to a major decision, he pulled Diana’s hand determinedly. “Mommy, sleep with me

second, Diana’s face

Hmm…

really want to sleep with

insisting on sleeping by himself in his own room for quite a