Chapter 1014

After Diana woke up, Julian even had Layla deliver some medicine to her.

Layla seemed hesitant. “The master said…”

Diana looked at the white pill in her hand, an uncontrollable chill running down her spine. “What did he say?”

“He said… If you take this, it’d help avoid causing trouble for everyone,” Layla replied, her head hanging even lower.

“Fine.” The word seemed to be forced out of Diana’s mouth, but she understood.

The white pill was probably a contraceptive pill.

“I’ll take it.”

With that, she picked up a glass of water and swallowed the pill. The bitterness of the pill seemed to leave an acrid taste in her heart.

Days went by, but she couldn’t shake off the unease.

Whenever she saw Julian, she would think of the “deal” they made and that white pill.

Gradually, that white pill became a thorn in her heart.

Even without words, the twins could sense the turbulent animosity between them.

Betty held her doll and sat obediently on the couch. She asked her all-knowing older brother, “Will Mommy kill Daddy?

Sean shook his head and corrected her solemnly. “Killing is against the law. No matter what happens, we must not kill anyone.”

He went on to explain the concept of death to Betty. He softened the explanation to spare her feelings, portraying death as becoming a star in the sky.

Betty was filled with more questions, like whether she would become a star with hair or if she could wear pretty dresses like Barbie dolls.

Sean quickly interrupted, “That’s not important. What’s important now is to understand why Mommy and Daddy aren’t talking.”

In front of them, the two adults were locked in a silent battle -as if they were constantly competing. It seemed like a power struggle.

“In that case, what should I do?” Betty asked obediently.

“Come here.” Sean gestured to Betty, beckoning her with his hand. “I’ll tell you what to do.”

Diana noticed that Betty had been keeping her distance from her lately, always holding her doll and moving away whenever Diana reached out to hold her. Betty even claimed that she was grown up, and didn’t need to be held anymore.

As soon as she saw Julian, however, she would eagerly reach out to him, calling him “Daddy” and clinging to his neck.

Diana could hold back from talking to Julian, but she couldn’t stand seeing how Betty treated them differently.

Finally, one morning, Diana cornered Julian by the door and questioned him.

“Did you say bad things about me to Betty?”

Julian smirked sarcastically. “Me? Saying bad things about you? I don’t have that much free time.

Taking care of Cecilia every day keeps me busy enough. I don’t have time to badmouth you.”

His tone made it sound like Diana was a trivial matter that wasn’t worth worrying about-as if a gust of wind could blow her away from his mind.

Recalling that tender night and the white pill, and then looking at Julian’s attitude now, Diana wished she could punch him.

She gritted her teeth, her gaze fixed on him. She was angry and frustrated. “If you didn’t badmouth me, why is Betty afraid to come near me?”

Under Julian’s silence, her frustration slowly overtook her sense of being wronged. Her anger gained the upper hand.

She swiftly pulled him into the room and used her foot to hook the door shut, trapping her and Julian inside.

Mimicking his usual actions, she restrained him under her arms. Unfortunately, she couldn’t exude the same dominance as him, since she wasn’t as tall as him.

However, she looked deadly serious.

Julian felt awkward about laughing, so he had no choice but to suppress the urge.