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Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 1115
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Chapter 1115

Diana always felt that the chemistry they shared was an essential element of their marriage.

This remained valid even until now.

Perhaps it wasn't an essential element of marriage, but rather an essential element of relationships.

As long as they were physically drawn to each other, then...

There would certainly be a chance.

Diana could feel herself going mad.

Why did her mind keep veering in this direction?

Even when she tried shutting her eyes, the image of Julian’s stubble would flash past her mind.

Right now, he looked as if he hadn't shaved for a few days. That wasn't like him at all.

How could a clean freak like him allow himself to become so scruffy?

She glanced at his hands. The scar was there.

The words the security guard said to her at the cemetery resounded in her mind once more.

When she had disappeared while still pregnant with the twins, she wasn't the only one who suffered pain and

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hopelessness.

Julian...felt the same way, too.

Sorrow flooded her heart, and she had the urge to be in his arms again.

However, Sean was waiting for her response.

Although she didn't know why Sean thought that Julian was bullying her by lifting her up high, Diana agreed with

Sean to avoid upsetting him. "Sure."

Her agreement effectively prevented Julian from showing any signs of opposition.

"So, Sean," Julian said as he looked at the tip of his toes, feeling slightly defeated. "Is Daddy a bad person in your

heart? Is that why you think Daddy's bullying Mommy?"

"Not so."

Sean shook his head as he stood up to switch on the television to watch Discovery Channel, his favorite show.

A majestic wolf appeared on television. Right in front of it stood a weak and vulnerable rabbit that was trembling.

The wolf’s gaze on the rabbit was unwavering.

Julian felt rather awkward. "You think I'm like that wolf?"

The moment he said that, the rabbit was torn to shreds by the wolf, its pure white fur tainted with blood.

Sean switched the television off, unperturbed. "Yes."

The look Daddy gave Mommy was too similar.

As her son, Sean had the duty of protecting Mommy.

With that, he held Mommy's hand and said to Julian in all seriousness, "Don't get too close to Mommy before the

crisis is averted."

Julian asked, "Then can I go with you two to your bedroom and tell you bedtime stories?"

He hadn't done that for Sean for a long time.

He didn’t come here today just to see Diana and because he feared Diana might misunderstand him. It was also

because he missed his son.

"Mr. Stanley said that you have eczema, so I bought some moisturizing lotion for you. I asked the doctor, who

recommended applying this cream on your whole body to moisturize your skin. It works as well as bathing in

Japanese honeysuckle."

Julian had done his homework.

Sean's face softened.

Actually...

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If it weren't for Sean getting worried about the dangerous look in Daddy's eyes whenever he looked at Mommy,

Sean was more than willing to get closer to Julian.

Sean nodded. "Okay. Daddy, you can come in with Mommy."

There was a condition, however. "You must leave when it's time for us to sleep."

Now, Julian felt that he wasn’t the wolf.

His son was the one!

The wolf standing right at the top of the food chain!

A sudden wave of helplessness washed over him.

Perhaps his eyes had looked too intense.

What would children know?

Still, Julian was comforted by Sean's thoughtfulness for his mommy.

He held himself back and thought hard for a long time, then said to Sean, "You’re very keen.”

Diana held her laughter and exchanged glances with Julian. She took Sean’s hand and walked into the room he was

sleeping in right now.

Instead of calling it a room, it was more like a space carved out temporarily with a closet. It was a rather small.