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Chapter 987
Such a young child had taught Julian how to do things with such a mature tone, with a cool and aloof expression to
boot.
Julian took the doll from Betty, then went to Sean to borrow an electric toy motorcycle.
"Daddy, what are you going to do?" Betty asked curiously.
She followed Julian like a little tail, never leaving his side for a moment.
Julian didn't want her running around behind him, so he picked her up and held her with one arm while continuing to
work with the items in his hand.
Layla had come to clean the room, when she saw Julian working with Betty in his arm. She thought it was hard on
him. She wanted to advise him not to carry Betty all the time, just like she did with Diana.
"If you keep carrying Ms. Betty like this, she'll get used to it."
Betty was almost three years old. Yet, she still clung to Julian every day. She didn't even want to walk on her own
anymore.
Julian sneered. "How long will I be able to carry her like this? n
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen the children grew up, he wouldn't be able to carry Betty anymore even if he wanted to.
"True." Layla understood him, and didn't say anything more. She silently went about cleaning the room.
Meanwhile, Julian had something to ask of her. "Layla, please bring me a battery."
Sean's electric toy motorcycle didn't have a battery in it.
That boy didn't care about the toys Julian bought. It was clear he never played with them.
Thinking that, Julian couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
After Layla installed the battery, he tied the love letters together with a ribbon and placed them on the back seat of
the electric toy motorcycle. Then, he turned on the remote control.
Under Layla and Betty's curious gazes, he pressed the start button.
Beep! Beep!
The small motorcycle began to zoom around the room with the love letters. After a few tests, the letters didn't fall
off.
Julian placed Betty's doll on the motorcycle, opened the door, pressed the start button again, and maneuvered the
motorcycle into the elevator.
However, he didn't go down with it. He continued to hold Betty in the room.
Betty was getting very curious. She blinked as she asked," Daddy, where are you sending the little motorcycle?"
Julian smiled, looking sly. "Nowhere special. Just going to invite someone into the trap."
"Invite..." Betty scratched her little head. In the blink of an eye, she had forgotten the word Julian just used. "Invite...
invite...trap."
She tried several times, but she couldn't recall the word.
Julian couldn't stop laughing at Betty's flushed little face." Invite someone into the trap."
He smiled playfully, his eyes revealing a touch of warmth. It was rare to see such emotion on him, but his eyes also
flashed with a cunning glint.
"Wait a bit. Daddy will show you what someone and trap mean."
Betty stopped being curious. Instead, she obediently leaned on Julian's shoulder. Just like him, she stared at the
doorway with bright eyes.
Meanwhile, Diana was in the guest room, taking care of Simon.
It was time to massage his legs. After setting up the machine with the right mode and duration, she sat on the sofa
as usual and chatted with him to distract him.
"You shouldn't take Julian's words to heart," she advised.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSimon, ever the 'understanding' one, said, "I won’t. I know my brother's personality. It's not surprising for him to
suspect me of not dodging the car and deliberately hurting my legs. But I still hope I can continue living here. If I
can’t..."
He lowered his head, hesitating slightly. He stared at his disabled legs, and played with his hands. "Living alone
outside... It's a bit lonely."
He looked at Diana again, and continued, "But... Will my stay here affect your relationship as a couple?"
Diana quickly reassured him, telling him not to overthink. "It won’t. It's my fault your legs are in this state."
Thus, it was only right for her to take care of him.
Diana's face revealed a rare hint of playfulness. "Unless Julian doesn't want me to stay here anymore one day. Only
then will I take you away."
This statement seemed to be poking fun at Simon.
He wasn't sure if Diana sensed his intention of taking her away. He quickly put on an apologetic expression. "I'm
sorry..."
Before he could finish, a small electric motorcycle beeped and darted into the room through the doorway.
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