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, seriously

And Cecilia…

they going to deal with

Julian intending to force Cecilia, who no longer fancied him, to marry

Julian and taking in his smell when she was in his embrace

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

of that, she started thinking about what husband

Julian’s eyes were searing into

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

for the apartment

by leaps and bounds. “Betty’s already asleep, and you should, too. You’re still so young, so sleeping late isn’t good for your

still bully Mommy after

with anger, and

Sean wasn’t in a very good mood. She hurriedly crouched,

shook his head. “I’m

stared at Julian with his deep, dark eyes. “I just

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

second,

Hmm…

fact, she didn’t really want to

insisting on sleeping by himself in his own room