Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 882

The night passed without any further words.

It wasn't until morning that Julian realized something was off.

Why did he obediently sleep in the same room as Diana?

After all, their children weren't watching them. As a result, he spent a restless night-whenever Diana moved or shifted slightly, his hand would automatically move towards her stomach. He did that subconsciously, too.

Because of that, she slapped him in the middle of the night. She called him a scoundrel, and said he was shameless.

Julian was so angry, he wanted to leave with the blanket.

Yet when he saw her curling up in pain, trembling, he couldn't leave. So, he massaged her stomach again and again.

Diana got used to his massages, and soon stopped resisting. Slowly, she fell back to sleep.

Julian was on high alert all night. Whenever she moved, he would

what was the

wanted to eat him alive in the early morning-he felt that his disobedient hand deserved to be chopped.

quickly after the children

climbed out of bed and went to the door. As soon as he opened it, he saw a sleepy Betty and a calm

up at him in unison. Betty

he hadn't left the room last night. Otherwise, he would’ve been in big trouble if the kids caught

daughter would never rely on him as much as she did today. He had to admit,

as she appeared, they felt much more secure. In the past, they wandered around the villa like guests. Now, they seemed to have a

Betty, approached Diana when she came out. "Mommy, since Daddy was with you, does your tummy still

ruffled his hair. "No, it doesn't hurt

at Julian. "Thanks for last night. I slept much better because you kept massaging my

problem," Julian said,

hidden in

still have lingering feelings for me? Cecilia's much better than