Chapter 813
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
Betty wanted to seek comfort from Sean, but he had already gone into his room.
Only she and Diana were left in the living room. She could only hold onto her motherâs clothes and ask cautiously,â Mommy, Uncle Julian⦠Canât I ride a horsie anymore?â
Upon hearing her daughterâs sweet voice, Diana snapped back to reality. Just a moment ago, Julian left and said there was nothing between them anymore.
A large part of her felt indescribably devastated, though she didnât understand why. It left her feeling hollow and numb.
âNo, you canât,â she replied, her voice slightly shaky.
She picked up the DNA test results and carefully read through them. It stated that there was no biological relationship between the tested individuals, confirming that Betty and Sean had no blood ties with Julian.
This was what Diana had expected, and it was an anticipated fact. Julian was the one who went mad and refused to admit it, insisting that he was their father.
This was a logical and expected result, but why did it make her feel uneasy?
After hearing Dianaâs response, Betty lowered her head in disappointment.
âOh.â She had finally gotten the chance to ride on someoneâs shoulders like other kids, but it was gone so quickly.
She felt sad and disappointed. After a slight pause, she asked, âCan I ride on Uncle Simonâs horsie, then?â
If Simon agreed, she could consider her brotherâs words and work hard to persuade him to become their father.
Speaking of Simon, he hadnât appeared before Diana for a few days. Diana knew he was giving her time to think.
He would only appear once he received her answer. Simon was always respectful in this way, which was why Diana couldnât make extravagant requests to him-such as asking if Betty could ride on his shoulders.
âNo, you canât,â Diana said, repeating the same words.
Seeing her daughterâs disappointed little face, her heart ached. âIf you really want to play horsie, I can do it once my arm gets better, okay?â
It wouldnât be the same.
If Betty rode on Mommyâs back, Mommy wouldnât be able to handle it. Their neighbor Faye said that riding the big horsie could only be done on Daddyâs shoulders, because he was strong as a mountain and wouldnât be crushed under her weight.
âItâs okay.â Betty shook her head. Even a small child like her knew how to hide her disappointment from her mother. âI didnât have a daddy to begin with, so if I canât ride, then I canât ride.â
She wouldnât be disappointed.
Betty forced a smile for Dianaâs sake. âMommy, donât be sad. I wonât ride anymore.â
Diana was taken aback. âDo I look sad?â
Betty raised her hand and wiped away Dianaâs tears. Her wide, innocent eyes looked at Diana with utmost sincerity.â You were crying. Mommy, do all grown-ups act like this? They donât even cry when theyâre sad.â
Diana shook her head. âNo.â
She didnât expect to cry. Had she really developed feelings for Julian in the short time they interacted, to the point his heartless words would make her cry?
It couldnât betrue.
She knew herself well. She couldnât have fallen for Julian to such an extent. Besides, there was still Simon between them. No matter how handsome Julian was or how shallow she was, she couldnât possibly shed tears because of Simonâs brother.
Diana crouched down, treating Betty as an equal rather than an ignorant child. âI just feel very disappointed. Iâm sorry, sweetie. Mommy hasnât been able to find your real father yet. r»
She had been trying to find their biological father, but hadnât made any progress.