Chapter 1228

Julian’s Stand-In Wife chapter 1228 Julian didn’t want to give Diana false hope. He knew that deep inside, she still wished to have family who cared about her.

If he denied the blood relationship between her and James, it would be equivalent to giving Diana hope that her biological parents were different individuals who might love her.

“What if, what? Why aren’t you saying anything?” Diana pressed.

“What if, at Professor Lemmington’s funeral tomorrow, we suddenly see James?” Julian asked.

“How would that be possible?” Diana chuckled, and hit him playfully. “They didn’t even want Kayla. How could they possibly come to Professor Lemmington’s funeral just to see me?”

“You’re right,” Julian laughed. “Go to sleep. Your parents are definitely not like that.”

Since they left quietly in the past and discarded her when she was a child, it was impossible that they would suddenly appear just because Diana mentioned them.

Diana also laughed after hearing this. Her voice was soft as she said, “It seems like you understand them well. They never visited their daughter in prison, so there’s no way they’d come to see me.”

Fortunately, her children wouldn’t have parents like that in the future.

Diana held Julian’s hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, as though doing so could provide the babies in her womb a sense of security.

“Go to sleep,” Julian said.

He took the avocado pit Diana had finished eating and tossed it into the trash.

Then, he wiped his hands with a wet towel. Gently touching Diana’s abdomen, he suddenly bounced up from the bed as if shocked.

“Diana!”

She was startled by his exaggerated reaction. “What’s wrong?”

Julian was ecstatic, gesturing and hopping on his feet as he told Diana, “The babies kicked me! They kicked me!”

“That’s impossible.”

She turned so Julian could see her belly, and said, “I haven’t grown any bigger yet, which means they aren’t fully formed. Besides, you’d have to wait until the fourth or fifth month to feel fetal movements.”

Four or five months…?

Julian counted the days. “We haven’t even reached three months yet, have we?”

“Yeah,” Diana said. “We’re only at ten weeks. The babies are still very small.

You must have felt it wrong just now. It might have been my stomach digesting. Sometimes, it gurgles and vibrates.

That’s probably what it was.”

Julian refused to believe it. “No way! That movement just now felt so real. My children are definitely calling for me. They’re eager to meet me!”

He had never experienced pregnancy with Diana before. At this moment, his paternal instincts were at their peak.

Diana couldn’t bear to correct him and spoil his good mood. She just held his hand and said, “Then touch it some more, okay? Talk to them more. Make them remember your voice. After they’re born, they’ll be more inclined to listen to you when you try to soothe them.”

Julian listened with a bewildered expression.

“Really?”

Would the babies remember his voice through their time in Diana’s belly?

“Of course it’s true,” Diana said seriously, looking completely sincere. “Starting from today, you need to consistently provide prenatal education forthem.”

Julian agreed, and added this to his daily routine.

“It’s getting late,” Julian said, addressing Diana’s belly for a moment. He then applied some oil to her skin, hoping to reduce the number of stretch marks this time.

After all, Diana cared about her appearance a lot. Julian would do his best to maintain her beauty.

After applying the oil, he also massaged his hands. “You should sleep now.”

He urged Diana to rest, because he was concerned she might feel uncomfortable if she didn’t get enough sleep.

However, he couldn’t stop talking.

“I apply so much oil for you on a daily basis. My hands will be softer than now by the time you give birth.” Then, he addressed her belly. “Kids, what do you think?”

Diana patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t be silly. Go to sleep. It It was getting late, and she was beginning to feel tired.

Julian noticed Diana’s fatigue; he couldn’t help but grumble inwardly at Cecilia for calling in the middle of the night. He followed Diana’s lead, and laid down as well.

“We have to get up at six tomorrow,” Julian said, as he set an alarm. “If you feel tired, you don’t have to go.”

Diana said, “That’s not possible. Tomorrow is Professor Lemmington’s official burial and farewell. I should go and keep Mrs. Lemmington company.”

However, Enzo’s men had taken away Sean and Betty.

Because of that, Diana’s day had been quite chaotic, and she hadn’t had a chance to see Mrs. Lemmington yet.

“Regardless, we must properly bid farewell to Professor Lemmington tomorrow.

But his daughter…” Diana couldn’t help but glance in the direction Enzo was kneeling. “How did she really die?”