Chapter 812
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
In the end, it wasnât Noel who arrived. Vans did.
His expression was somewhat grave as he stood at the doorway. Without even stepping into the room to see the children, he said to Julian, âCome out with me for a bit.â
There was a hint of indescribable disgust as his gaze swept over Diana. She felt her heart skip a beat under his piercing stare.
This man wasnât Noel. She was about to ask Julian who he was, but Julian had already stood up and was walking swiftly towards the exit. âWait for me. Iâll be right back.â
It seemed this stranger was delivering the DNA test results. Perhaps she had misunderstood his previous expression. After all, why would someone whose duty was to deliver test results harbor such animosity toward her?
Diana breathed a sigh of relief, and even her grip on Bettyâs hand loosened. Sensing the opportunity, Betty wriggled free from Dianaâs embrace and ran to the doorway, waiting eagerly.
With hopeful eyes, she asked Diana, âMommy, whatâs a Dâ¦?â She forgot the rest of the words, and went on clumsily,â Whatâs that test? What does it mean?â
Sean didnât even look up as he explained to Betty, âItâs something that tells us who our dad is.â Then, he quickly slipped into his own bedroom and didnât come out again.
There was no suspense in the outcome, so he didnât bother waiting outside. He preferred to spend the time reading books instead.
Once Betty saw her brother enter the room, she fell silent. However, her hands clasped together nervously, betraying her excitement. Soon, Julian returned. Betty rushed towards him, her hands held high as she squealed, âHug!â
Julian glanced down at her, but he didnât say a word. He didnât embrace her affectionately like before.
Instead, his face was chillingly cold.
Back in Stirling City, Diana often saw agonizing long nights that brought an overwhelming coldness, especially in winter. It was usually accompanied by heavy snowfall. It was the kind of coldness that penetrated deep into oneâs bones, and it caused people to shiver violently.
Forget about how Betty, a child, was standing before Julian. Even Diana, an adult standing two meters away from him, could feel the devastating chill radiating off him.
She was instantly furious.
She stepped forward and lifted Betty into her arms, holding the girl tightly. âWhatâs with you? Why are you angry at a child for no reason?â
Diana glared harshly at Julian, looking like she wanted to rip him to pieces.
Yes, that was the look in her eyes.
That was the hatred!
That was the unfamiliarity!
And yet, Julian always managed to find her supposed love for him in it. As it turned out, she didnât love him at all!
Otherwise, how could she have the heart to leave him three years ago? She didnât seem to understand she was in the wrong, just like when his father betrayed his mother.
It was why she felt justified in her actions.
She even went as far as faking her deathâ¦
Thinking about the heartache he had suffered for Diana and the tears he had shed for her sake, Julian felt like a complete fool.
His lips trembled as he slapped the DNA test results on the table. âThere you go, Diana. You got your wish. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!â â
After saying that, he turned around and didnât look back.
He walked out, blending into the darkness with Vans. The atmosphere in the room became tense.
Betty didnât understand a thing. To her, it seemed that two adults were arguing.
She was terrified.