The more Julian spoke, the more absurd he sounded.
Diana listened in disbelief. She looked at Julian, as if he had committed a grave mistake.
“This isn’t the first time you’ve suspected him of intentionally causing trouble for himself.”
However, the car accident was clearly just that—an accident. If anyone had to take responsibility, it
could only be Diana. It was why she was working so hard to make amends.
“I hope this is the last time,” Diana issued her final warning, her tone stern. “Also, if I’m not around,
don’t enter his room alone.”
After all that was said, she still didn’t believe Julian hadn’t given Simon a hard time just now.
Julian wasn’t pleased. “Whatever.”
His words were accompanied by an icy gaze, enough to make one shudder.
He was angry, but Diana wasn’t in the mood to placate him anymore. She was too tired to waste her
thoughts on dealing with him.
Seeing that she was ignoring him completely, Julian grew even angrier. The fury simmering under his
skin was ready to be unleashed. He stared at her back, until she finally
disappeared.
Bam!
Furious, he kicked the trash bin in the corridor. The bin broke into pieces, its contents spilling
everywhere.
He looked up, thinking that Layla was coming to tidy up- only to find Betty with her doll, looking
alarmed.
Julian was taken aback for a moment.
The frustration within him intensified.
He crouched, pretending as if nothing had happened, and extended his arms towards her. “Sweetie,
come give Daddy a hug.”
He couldn’t afford to startle Betty again. If he did, he wouldn’t be fit to be called a father!
Fortunately, Betty wasn’t scared this time. She was just a bit puzzled. Clutching her doll, she walked to
Julian and looked at him with wide eyes.
“Daddy, does Mommy want to exchange you for another daddy?”
It was as if something had struck Julian’s head with a resounding thud. His heart skipped a beat as he
glared sternly at Betty.
“Who taught you to say such things?!”
This time, Betty was frightened. She was on the verge of tears. She pouted, trembling.
“Daddy… Sniff… You’re being mean…”
If there was anything in the world that could soften Julian’s heart apart from Diana, it was Betty’s tears.
The moment his daughter’s tears fell, he could feel his heart breaking. He wanted to slap himself so
badly.
“I’m sorry, sweetie. Daddy was wrong. Daddy won’t speak so harshly from now on.”
Betty was finally happy again, but she still sniffled a bit.” Daddy, is Mommy really going to replace
you?”
Julian was once again caught off guard by her question.
Even the child had noticed that Diana’s care for Simon far exceeded hers for Julian. If things continued
like this, Simon’s claim of taking Diana away might not just be an empty threat.
Worse, Diana might actually be willing to leave with him.
Did Julian, the children, and this home still have a place in her heart?
Frustration surged in him once more, and the feeling persisted until dinner. Julian didn’t speak to Diana,
nor did he touch the stew she had prepared for him.
“That’s for Simon,” Julian told Betty, instructing her to convey his message to Diana. “Tell your mommy
I can’t afford to eat it.”
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