Chapter 981

Julian hissed in pain. He was about to ask Diana what was going on, but before he could say anything, Diana’s expression turned frantic.

“You’re overthinking!” she said. “Why would I make this for you?”

She spoke loudly, her eyes darting to the window.

“Simon requested this stew for lunch today.” Her voice was strained as she continued, “Julian, don’t jump to conclusions. I didn’t cook a portion for you.”

At her words, the smile on Julian’s face gradually faded. His complexion turned dark. “Diana!”

What was she doing?

The dissatisfaction that had been building up within him erupted.

“It’s not just that you haven’t smiled much at me these days.

I understand you’re busy. But now, you even pushed me away and hurt my back. Forget expressing a word of concern for me, you’re actually saying you didn’t cook a portion for me?”

She used to love making soup and stew for him.

He had been looking forward to it since her return to Richburgh. He had also urged her to make it for him. Yet every time, she claimed she was busy.

And she really was.

She had to juggle work and take care of the children-and now, Simon was added to the mix.

The more she acted like this, the worse Julian felt.

“He just said it at noon, but you hurried to make it for him.”

He glanced discreetly into the pot.

He didn’t need to imagine how complicated it was to make this stew. The recipe was different from her usual normal beef stew. Even the ingredients were tricky to handle.

How else could she bring together so many diverse components, and still come up with such a beautiful color?

It didn’t look like your basic stew at all; undoubtedly, it was full of her feelings.

Yet, they weren’t meant for him-they were for another man.

It was something no one could tolerate!

“Stop being so narrow-minded.” Diana approached him with an irritated look. She lowered her voice, and whispered,” Simon hasn’t gone far yet.”

She didn’t want Simon to witness her and Julian getting intimate, fearing it would make him feel worse.

Simon, Simon, Simon.

“All you talk about is Simon!” Julian snarled. His lower back was sore, but she hadn’t said a word of concern.

His face almost turned red as he forced Diana to look at him. “Do you still have me in your heart at all?”

He was jealous.

Diana laughed. She put her hands on both sides of his lips and pushed them up, forming a smile. “Give me a smile.”

She leaned slyly against his chest, and touched his lower back. “There’s a portion of stew for you too.”

How could she be making the stew only for Simon?

She gently massaged his back. “He just passed by the window. I said those things for him to hear on purpose.”

Julian knew she had done it intentionally. However, he couldn’t accept her placing such importance on Simon.

He had heard it from Betty. Right now, Diana was more concerned about Simon than the twins.

It weighed heavily on his mind. He hadn’t had a proper conversation with Diana about it yet. And now, she was pushing him even further away.

Incidents like this had occurred more than once these past few days.

Just as he was about to have a serious talk with her, she suddenly glanced out the window. She stood onto her tiptoes, and gave him a light peck on the lips.

A fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface.

It sent ripples spreading through Julian’s heart.