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.

down and have a proper chat,

And Cecilia…

were they going to deal with his

force Cecilia, who no longer fancied him,

and taking in his smell when she was in his embrace drove all

all these.

of that, she started thinking about what husband

eyes were searing

rubbed her hands even harder and looked down, scolding herself for being so weak and giving in

left for

story,” Julian said to Sean, his mood improving by leaps and bounds. “Betty’s already asleep, and you should, too. You’re

you still bully Mommy after I fall

laced with anger, and his fair skin was

mood. She hurriedly crouched, signaling to Julian to talk nicely

shook his

deep, dark eyes.

a major decision, he pulled Diana’s

split second, Diana’s

Hmm…

really

rare chance, as Sean had been insisting on sleeping by himself in his own room