Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 864

Julian grabbed a new spoon and continued coaxing Betty to eat. “Betty, be good.”

This time, he didn’t put her on his lap.

Instead, he placed her on a chair.

It was customized according to Betty’s height.

By right, the twins should be able to feed themselves at this age.

But due to Betty’s condition, Julian felt more at ease putting Betty in a high-chair and watching her eat.

Many little plates of different and adorable designs were placed before her.

Crash!

However, Betty pushed one of the plates to the floor.

The cutlery was made with ceramic. They broke into many little pieces when they crashed on the floor, and some fragments even pierced Julian’s feet.

He wouldn’t have gotten hurt if Betty hadn’t chosen to open her mouth to swallow food at that moment.

Julian moved his feet in his excitement, and…

Psst!

The broken fragments pierced into his sole.

Blood immediately flowed from there.

Mrs. Lay was shocked, and immediately retrieved the first-aid kit to treat his wound. However, Julian stopped her. “Wait.”

He noticed that Betty’s eyes had lit up when she heard the cutlery dropping on the floor. Her appetite had returned as well.

“Let me feed her first.”

He prevented Mrs. Lay from treating his wound, and seized the chance to continue feeding Betty.

Betty finally finished half a bowl more than what she usually did.

Nothing could compare to the happiness Julian felt at this moment, not even when he successfully bid on projects worth 150 million dollars.

Julian looked smugly at Sean, who never did anything to help. He didn’t even care about the wound on his sole.

“See? Who said that Betty doesn’t eat vegetables? You must have patience.”

It looked like he was a far better parent than Diana!

Julian then instructed the servants to take the twins away.

He slowly lifted his feet to let Mrs. Lay treat his wound.

Thankfully, the wound wasn’t deep. Mrs. Lay was done in no time.

Julian waved his hands and dismissed the servants, leaving him alone in the room to hug Betty.

He wiped the tears on her cheeks and the snot in her nose, and prepared a basin of warm water to wash her face.

He finally found an opportunity to ask Mrs. Lay to bathe Betty.

After everything was done, he lay paralyzed on his bed, unable to move.

He hadn’t felt like this in a while…

His arms ached.

It was if he had pulled a muscle.

He had always been physically fit. Although he seldom did physical labor, he had been diligent in exercising. Even so, he had never felt like this before.

Ever since he got ill years before, he had been more careful with his health.

In the end, he called Shiloh.

“It’s because you’re carrying children, Mr. Fulcher,” Shiloh explained. “When Kiki was a toddler, I’d carry her everyday until she was two to three years old. She refused to walk by herself. She got so heavy, that carrying her felt like carrying a sack of flour. Everyone in the family carried her all the way until she attended kindergarten. She saw her friends walking by themselves, and only after that was she willing to run around with her own legs.”

He then asked, “But who are you carrying? Is it Doreen?”

Shiloh was aware of Kiki’s desires and never failed to sing her praises and try to matchmake her with Julian.