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.

alert all night. Whenever she moved, he would

what was the

expression-like she wanted to eat him alive in the early morning-he felt that his disobedient

quickly after the children

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

both looked up at him in unison. Betty even extended her arms towards him, gesturing that she wanted to be

was pleasantly surprised, and quickly pulled his little daughter into his arms. He was relieved he hadn't left the room last night. Otherwise,

daughter would never rely on him as much as she did today. He had to admit, Diana's influence on the children was much

they felt much more secure. In the past, they wandered around the villa like guests. Now, they seemed to

who wasn't as clingy as Betty, approached Diana when she came

ruffled his hair. "No, it

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

problem," Julian said,

of joy hidden

thinking? Why would he still have lingering feelings for