Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 234

Whenever Vans saw Julian, hesitation would arise in his heart as he would think about the babies. Regardless

of how Julian’s relationship with Diana was, Vans wanted to let his good friend know the truth. At the very least, he wanted Julian to have a choice.

To Vans, Julian’s insistence on forcing Diana to abort the baby was because thought it was Oliver’s.

Julian was simply jealous.

Once he knew the children were his, perhaps… Perhaps he would change his mind.

But if…if, as Diana said, Julian couldn’t tolerate any woman other than Kayla having his child, what would happen to the babies in Diana’s belly?

Recently, such thoughts would pop into Vans’s mind whenever he saw Julian. His heart would be torn in different directions.

And Julian could obviously tell something was wrong with his friend.

“The last two times we met, you look like you have something to tell me,” Julian said as he refilled his glass.

it,

drink up first.”

things on Vans’s mind, and he failed to notice that Julian’s eyes were clearing up as time passed. Vans only cared about venting his frustration through drinking, so he readily accepted the glass.

“Okay.”

bottles

also had low high alcohol tolerance, so he usually drank

Julian had noticed something very wrong with him in the past two times they met. Thus, he came up with the idea to drink with Vans. Vans didn’t have his guard up around Julian, and he had been fooled into drinking much more than usual. He was drunk to the point his face was plastered on the

Julian said, patting Vans’s

and Julian was even more certain than ever that his friend was hiding something from him–something related to him.

What was it?

figure out what others were thinking. When he couldn’t guess,

other man could sober up, and demanded sharply, “Tell me, what exactly are you hiding from

in his brain. Suddenly, there were many Julians in front of him. He choked as he tried to focus on Julian’s features. This was his good friend, one that he grew up with; and yet, he was

Vans blurted out, gasping for breath as his heart constricted from the guilt gnawing on him. I’m so sorry, Julian.”

had Vans done to the point

tell me what you did.

voice was gentle; it sounded alluring and carried a hint of compulsion. “It doesn’t matter what it is. I’ll

younger, Vans reached out to hug