Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 825

Even if Diana wasn't his woman, and even if they had gone their separate ways, Julian couldn't stand by and watch an evil person bully a widow and orphans.

He clenched his fist tightly and roared through the phone, "Zachary Winnington!"

He was enraged. 'Didn't I make myself clear to the Winningtons?! How dare he go after Diana!'

Zachary was immediately intimidated by Julian's tone.

Being in advanced age and suffering from Parkinson's disease, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably when he heard the anger in Julian's voice. He didn't even dare to reply; he quickly gathered up his people and fled, almost scrambling in his haste to leave the place.

Nina breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she and Diana were safe for now.

Vans snatched the phone from Julian. "What happened?"

His voice was grave. "Nina! I'm asking you a question! Didn't you hear me?"

It was the first time Nina had seen Vans so anxious, and she couldn't help but smile. "I thought you didn't care about me anymore."

After all, they hadn't eaten or gone on dates together in the past three years. They only ever communicated through phone calls.

Vans didn't dissolve his engagement, but he also didn't get married. He never held an engagement ceremony, but the engagement was still in place.

However, he and Nina were supposedly broken up.

Yet they still acted like a normal couple, caring for each other, having long phone conversations, and even watching each other snore on video calls.

Even so, moments of intense emotions like today were rare.

Seeing that she seemed nonchalant, Vans sighed irritably and ran his hand through his hair. "Nina! Are you injured or not?"

Considering Diana's condition, he was worried Nina might have suffered the same fate.

"Forget it!" The camera on the other end of the phone shook as Vans stood up and walked. "I'm coming to see you."

For the first time in a long time, Vans said he was coming to find her.

Both of her precious children were still in the room. She wanted to comfort them in the best possible way.

"Sweeties," Diana called as pushed open the door. She crouched down immediately, and opened her arms to the two children. "Sean, come here. Mommy wants a hug."

Sean didn't move, and even Betty hesitated to approach her.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked, pushing down her worries forcefully and smiling brightly for them. "Look at Mommy. Mommy's fine, right?"

She endured the pain as she spoke, and spun around to show them she was healthy. However, the sweat on her face still slid down her cheeks.

At the same time, the tears Sean had been holding back finally fell. His voice was hoarse as he cried, "Mommy... I'm sorry." His shoulders trembled, and all his usual arrogance and coldness disappeared. "I'm... sorry."

He cried to the point he couldn't even open his eyes. "I'm sorry... It's all my fault!"

'It's because of me that Mommy got hurt! It's because of me that those people hit her! I shouldn't have stabbed that man with a toy knife. I know I was wrong. I won't do something like that ever again!'

But Betty, whose mouth remained sealed tightly shut and her eyes wide, continued to stare at Diana blankly.