Chapter 1085
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Julian held back his laughter. He put back the disinfecting lotion into the first aid kit.
âThatâs great! Bettyâs so strong and brave! Daddy doesnât need to give Betty an injection anymore.â
âYes!â Betty nodded repeatedly, feeling that she had escaped death. She even waved her hands at Julian, worried that staying in the car a minute longer would make him think of giving her an injection again. âIâll go find Mommy myself, then.â
She had long grown familiar with Ninaâs place. Even if no one picked her up, she could make her way around this estate by herself.
Ever since she acknowledged Julian as her father, she had attended many self-defense classesâ
something members of wealthy families often insisted upon.
Julian wasnât worried that anything could happen to Betty right under his nose.
He waved his hands. âGo ahead, but donât forget what you promised Daddyâ¦â
He deliberately stopped mid-sentence, waiting for Betty to complete his sentence and tell him that she promised not to tell Diana he had sent her here.
Yet, Betty shook her head and looked at him in a daze.â
Daddy, what did I promise you? Can you complete your sentence?â
Julian wondered if Betty was usually this forgetful.
No, that wasnât right.
She remembered exactly when she demanded him to buy her dolls and candies, down to the second.
By the time he was about to remind Betty about her promise, she had run off. She vanished quickly, as if someone was chasing after her.
Julian looked down, and realized that he hadnât stored the needle back into the first aid kit. Perhaps Betty thought that he might chase after her and insist on giving her the jab.
How could he possibly know how to administer an injection?
He was just trying to scare her.
There wasnât even a needle in the tube. The only thing he did was to use the disinfecting lotion just to make things look convincing.
Somehow, this injectionâ¦
It triggered memories of him and Diana in the hospital ward in the past.
At that time, he requested for her to administer an injection for him. She had glared at him so furiously in front of Oliver, her cheeks puffing up.
But nowâ¦
Forget teasing her, he didnât even dare think about what would happen if she heard his name.
Diana had been in a bad mood ever since she returned from the cemetery.
She sat there for a long time, cleaning Grandmaâs tombstone and talking to the latter as if she had never leftâ that she had never forgotten about Grandma.
The more she talked, the clearer Grandmaâs smiling face became in her mind.
Diana recalled how Grandma would insist on wrapping dumplings for them each time the weather turned cold, despite being advanced in years.
That was especially so during those three years she was married to Julian. Then, it truly felt like they were a happy family. Diana could feel the love of her husband and his kin.
She couldnât recall the exact taste of the dumplings, but she remembered that they were delicious. So delicious that she, Grandma, and Julian would end up smiling contentedly as they ate.
Even the lights in the room brightened up along with their smiles.
But now, Grandma was no longer around. Diana and Julian werenât together anymore. Forget enjoying Grandmaâs dumplings, he didnât bother admitting that he was an investor of hers. He didnât even care about her feelings as he left that day.
Forget eating dumplings with her, they hadnât kept contact at all even until today.
Every time she called Betty, Betty would tell her that Julian was busy.