Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 3

Her leg hurt, but her heart hurt even more.

Instantly, she broke into tears.

Julian felt the coldness from the surface of his hand, but grew confused when he looked at Diana.

Why was she still crying?!

Did…Did he really hurt her?

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a bruise on her right leg from the corner of his eye.

Before he could ask her, Diana blurted out, “Julian, it hurts… It hurts…”

Julian, I am hurt.

It was as if someone had lit a firecracker in his heart and blew up his sanity beyond recognition.

“Are you a fool?” he scolded angrily.“Why are you only saying so now after you hit your leg?!”

Having said that, he quickly picked her up and shouted loudly at Mr. Carter, who was standing next to him. “Hurry up and bring the medical kit here!”

Diana didn’t have a good physique.

Perhaps it was her experience during her early childhood that led to the foundation of her malnutrition, which left a lot of scars on her body. If she had a cold, her condition could develop from a common cough to asthma.

Ordinary people might be fine if they got hit like this, but Diana would bruise quickly. If her wound wasn’t handled properly, it would slowly cause blood stasis and eventually turn into an abscess.

When they first got married and Julian saw all the scars on her body, he couldn’t imagine how she had lived all these years.

He could only try to do everything himself.

His meticulous care for the past three years did not fail him. Diana had a rosy complexion now, and was much more graceful. She was also much more careful not to bump into anything.

No more new scars were added to her body.

“I don’t like it when you get hurt.”

This was because when Diana got hurt, he would be reminded of the difference between Diana and Kayla. It would remind him of how much pain he felt when Kayla left and went abroad without saying goodbye.

He was holding onto everything about Kayla through Diana.

He looked down at Diana, his gaze stern and serious beyond anything.

Diana’s heart, which was almost broken, seemed to have become whole again because of his words.

She wasn’t that sad anymore.

She could feel that he truly cared.

It was always like this. He would always be very nervous and worried whenever she got injured or came down with a cold, or even when she sometimes suffered a small, tiny cut on her hand.

Diana nestled in Julian’s arms as she listened to his simple and powerful heartbeat. She gradually stopped crying.

The room was full of his aura, and the love and concern that he had shown her in the past three years were by no means illusory.

All that happiness were all things that actually happened. Diana couldn’t help but feel puzzled again. She looked at him expectantly and opened her mouth cautiously, asking, “Why did you choose to marry me back then?”

Julian had already squatted down, revealing his slender fingers as he picked up the medical kit to help treat her wound. He said briefly, “I felt connected to you by fate.”

Diana suddenly laughed. “So, you felt lust for me?”

Lust?

She wasn’t wrong, but that wasn’t her intention.

Julian’s hand that was rubbing medication for her paused for a moment. He blurted out, “You’re very beautiful.”

His eyes shone brightly like stars, and it didn’t look like he was lying at all.

This was the first time he had praised her so openly after they’ve been married for so long.

Usually, he simply enjoyed staring at her.

She felt as if a small flower had blossomed in her heart. It tickled.

But when she thought of the divorce, she immediately cursed herself for being so useless.