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

And Cecilia…

to deal with his engagement to

force Cecilia, who no

smell when she was in his embrace drove all

all these. She just wanted to be in his

she started thinking about what

Julian’s eyes were searing

harder and looked down, scolding herself for being so weak and giving

had left for

will tell you a bedtime story,” Julian said to Sean, his mood improving by leaps and bounds. “Betty’s already asleep, and

was very alert. “Will you still bully Mommy after I fall

was laced with anger, and his fair

wasn’t in a very good mood. She hurriedly crouched, signaling to Julian to

his

Julian with his deep, dark eyes. “I just think Daddy is

a major decision, he pulled Diana’s hand determinedly. “Mommy, sleep

second, Diana’s face

Hmm…

really want to sleep with

insisting on sleeping by himself in his