Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 988

Chapter 988

On the small motorcycle was the doll Betty often carried. As for the toy motorcycle, it belonged to Sean.

It was a toy Simon once bought for Sean to play with in the past. Even though Sean often moved it around, he had never played with it.

Why did he suddenly decide to play with it today?

Diana, curious, approached the small motorcycle and picked it up.

Simon's thoughts matched hers. "Did Sean bring it in?"

"Seems like it." Diana opened the letters stacked behind the small motorcycle. After a quick glance, her expression changed.

Simon saw her troubled expression, and quickly asked," What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She forced a smile despite her uneasy face. She checked the massage machine's timer, and said to Simon, "I need to do something for a bit. Wait here for me, okay?"

With his legs in their current state, there was little he could do other than wait.

"Is it about Sean?"

"Yes. I need to discuss something with Julian."

Saying that, she took the small motorcycle, the doll, and the love letters into her arm. She then quickly left the guest room.

Simon watched her hurried departure. For the first time, he felt unsure and wondered if crashing into a car intentionally and hurting his legs was the right thing to do.

He clenched his hands tightly.

Looking down at his legs, he felt it should have been the right decision.

How else could he get the opportunity to have Diana care for him like this? How could he have the chance to be with her every day?

After coming to Richburgh from Stirling...

This was the longest period of time they had spent together.

When they were eating the beef stew earlier today, he even had the illusion of returning to the past.

Back in Stirling City, he should have seized the opportunity and told Diana the truth.

However, his heart went soft, and he allowed her to give birth to her twins. It led to her renewed interaction with

At this moment, the 'someone' was already in the 'trap'.

Julian calmly looked at Diana, waiting for her to become flustered. When it came to patience, Diana was always a bit worse than him.

"Stop pretending to be confused!" Diana said, annoyed.

She knew Julian understood her clearly.

She pointed at the small motorcycle. "Didn't you send this to Simon's room on purpose? It has Betty's doll, and the motorcycle belonged to Sean. There are also a bunch of love letters on it. It couldn't have been done by the twins."

That meant Julian waited for her to come here on purpose. Yet, he wasn't willing to admit it.

"It wasn't me," he insisted. "Weren't you helping Simon massage his legs? I wouldn't dare disturb you."

"Could you please speak properly?"

Diana was the one who set up the electric massager for Simon. Honestly, Simon was actually quite courteous.

There had never been any inappropriate behavior between them. The more innocent her interactions with Simon were, the angrier she was to hear Julian's absurd words.

She didn't expect him to be rational where Simon was concerned. Even if he did, she knew he would still go into Simon's room and make a mess out of things.