Chapter 882

The night passed without any further words. It wasn't until morning that Julian realized something was off. Why did he obediently sleep in the same room as Diana? After all, their children weren't watching them. As a result, he spent a restless night—whenever Diana moved or shifted slightly, his hand would automatically move towards her stomach. He did that subconsciously, too. Because of that, she slapped him in the middle of the night. She called him a scoundrel, and said he was shameless. Julian was so angry, he wanted to leave with the blanket. Yet when he saw her curling up in pain, trembling, he couldn't leave. So, he massaged her stomach again and again. Diana got used to his massages, and soon stopped resisting. Slowly, she fell back to sleep. But Julian was on high alert all night. Whenever she moved, he would rush to massage her stomach. And yet, what was the point? Looking at her expression—like she wanted to eat him alive in the early morning—he felt that his