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

yet, what was the

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

left quickly after the

he opened it, he saw a sleepy Betty and a calm Sean standing outside like

looked up at him in unison. Betty even

relieved he hadn't left the room last night. Otherwise, he would’ve been

did today. He had to admit, Diana's influence on the children was much greater

much more secure. In the past, they wandered around the villa like guests. Now, they seemed to have a sense of

wasn't as clingy as Betty, approached Diana when she came out. "Mommy, since Daddy

ruffled his hair. "No, it

embarrassed as she glanced at Julian. "Thanks for last night. I slept

problem," Julian said,

joy hidden in

I thinking? Why would he still have lingering feelings for me? Cecilia's much