Chapter 241

When it was time for lunch, Julian entered the kitchen and walked around. He opened the heat-insulated cover to find that the sandwich was still on the plate. Didn't Diana eat it? Wouldn't that affect the babies in her stomach? Didn't she know how to behave like a proper mother? Julian was furious. Coincidentally, he saw Diana completing the meal. He approached her with a sullen expression. Bang! The plate Diana held fell to the ground. Food splattered across her legs, leaving stains on them. Diana stared dumbfoundedly at Julian, who had intentionally caused the dish to fall. She exclaimed, "What are you doing?!" What on earth was he thinking? Julian, for his part, didn't want her to cook. He didn't want to actually think of herself as a maid. "The longer I look at you, the more annoyed I get." He was annoyed with her stupidity, the things she said, and how tolerant she was over all the torment he rained down on her. Diana felt a sudden sting on the tip of her nose. She