Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 614

Traces of blood seeped through the front of Julian's bandages, and Diana got angrier than him at the sight.

"Why won't you take better care of yourself?!"

"Take care of myself?" Julian huffed in anger. He refused to lie back down no matter how much Diana tried to push him.

His sharp, chiseled face seemed to have exploded like fireworks, bearing traces of the explosion everywhere. "My woman can't stop thinking about other men, so what's the use of me taking care of myself?"

"Pfft." Diana couldn't help but laugh at his serious demeanor. She placed her hand on his forehead and checked. "Well, you're not running a fever."

He looked so silly.

He couldn't even catch her jokes.

"I don't care!" He even resorted to acting spoiled and unreasonable. "Anyway, you agreed to remarry me, so you'll be mine for the rest of your life. Even if you feel down because Oliver doesn't like you, you can't think of him, let alone like him!"

"Who said I agreed to remarry you?" Diana was shocked by his stubbornness. "I'm still considering..."

But Julian ignored her, and a sly glint flashed in his eyes. "Can Oliver kiss your earlobe?"

His question startled Diana, and her face turned red with anger. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"It seems you don't like him."

Otherwise, why would she resist physical contact to this extent and get angry just by listening to his question?

Before, when Kayla was in the picture, she had acted the same way.

Ironically, Julian thought he had avoided intimate contact with Kayla because he had cherished her too much. Looking back now, he realized how foolish he had been.

"You’re my first woman." He looked at Diana and suddenly added, "You’re also the first woman I've been intimate with."

She was also the first woman to emotionally enlighten him.

During all those years he spent with Kayla, he had always maintained his propriety and never crossed any boundaries.

Diana sensed the confession in his words, and the anger that had surged up in her heart was immediately soothed.

But then he said, "If it was Oliver or any other man besides me, would you be willing to let them kiss your earlobe?"

Diana found his words nauseating. "Julian Fulcher!"

This time, she was genuinely enraged.