Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Diana didn’t have time to laugh at him before Julian gently pulled her down to lie on the carpet with him.

It was a top–quality cashmere carpet that had been imported from Persia. The price per square meter of this was enough to buy a small apartment in the city. It was very comfortable, and there wasn’t any discomfort when lying on it.

Julian had bought this when he learned she was pregnant and was afraid she would fall.

“To be honest, I want daughters.” Julian was in a chatty mood, and he continued talking. “But I’m afraid that I won’t be able to change my stinky attitude and will influence them. Still, I’ll try my best.”

His face turned grave, and he continued, “Honey, you can supervise me.”

He would never be hot and cold like he had in the past toward Diana. In the future, he would try his best to express his feelings whenever he wanted to.

Julian’s eyes were affectionate, and his voice was gentle.

Diana was in a daze, and somehow ended up kissing him.

When she pulled back, she panicked and averted her eyes.

“You liar,” Diana said with a pout. “Just now, you said you hoped they’d be boys, but now you’re saying you hope they’ll be girls.”

“Sons would be nice too,” Julian conceded, looking torn. “I’d like to have sons that take after you,

Julian suddenly cut himself off abruptly.

“What is it?” Diana asked.

but…‘

“…Don’t get mad if I say it, okay?” Julian said, reaching out as he cradled Diana’s head in the crook of his arm, pulling them close to each other.

“I won’t,” Diana said, her heart feeling content and secure.

She felt even more assured than in the past three years, and spoke in a light voice, “Tell me.”

Julian held her tighter and said, “Actually, I wish they’d be girls, but my family has never had any luck with daughters…”

His grandmother had experienced it, and so had his parents.

After that, Julian also told her many of his interesting childhood stories. However, those were all memories

old. from before his parents passed away; when he was about three to four years

He barely remembered anything before that and only had a vague recollection of his parent’s smiles, but not actually what happened back then.

“What happened after the age of four?” Diana asked.

“After four…” Julian’s voice suddenly turned dark, and a gloomy look flashed across his face for a moment, indicating that the years after were filled with vicissitudes.

Yet it was over quickly, and Diana heard him laugh softly before answering, “I don’t remember.”

His laughter this time was completely unlike the previous one, where it was clear and free. Instead, it was filled with a sense of helplessness.

There were some things he definitely remembered, but he wasn’t willing to talk about them.

Diana thought of what Madam Fulcher had mentioned before, about the hard times Julian had as a child. Her heart ached again.

Right now, she felt like she could even forgive Kayla’s existence.