Chapter 1164
"That's a Dad Apron," he continued.
As soon as Diana heard the name, she couldn't help but laugh. 'What on earth is a Dad Apron?"
She had never heard of it when she was pregnant before. With that, she shook out the Dad Apron. It turned out to
be a pure cotton apron.
It was called a Dad Apron because the word "Dad" was printed on it. These two words were somewhat out of place
when compared to the tall and distinguished Julian. It seemed quite comical, no matter how you looked at it.
Diana couldn't hold back her laughter. "Why is this so funny?"
As she said that, she forcibly put the Dad Apron on Julian. Its pink color and amusing lettering softened Julian's
rugged features.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJulian saw her laugh, and bent over. His face grew darker." Is it that ugly?"
He originally intended to cook for Diana, since she was pregnant.
"You used to love the sandwiches I made for you. When you were staying at Nina's place before we moved here,
you used to have them for breakfast. I made them for you."
The smile on Diana's face gradually froze. "What did you say?"
Julian repeated, "You don't remember? It was when we had a conflict over Kayla."
Of course Diana remembered. How could she forget?
At that time, she didn't know where to go after leaving CoIlina Villa. In this vast city, aside from Julian, the only
person she could rely on was Nina.
So, she went to Nina.
Alas, the breakfast Nina made was truly unbearable.
At that time, Diana wasn't as skilled in cooking as she was now. She actually missed the sandwiches Julian used to
make for her. Even so, she didn't say anything about it.
Later on, Nina claimed she could make them.
Every morning, Diana would enjoy a warm breakfast right after she left her room. The sandwiches tasted just like
the ones Julian used to make. The only difference was that when Julian made them, he liked to mix a little honey
mustard into the salad dressing. Nina didn't.
Even though the taste was similar, Diana didn't really associate the sandwiches with Julian. They were still angry
with each other at that time.
How could a prodigy like him secretly make sandwiches for her?
"I suddenly feel that the kindergarten principal was right."
"The principal?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJulian, dressed in that pink apron, looked momentarily stunned. He met so many people every day, and his thoughts
were often scattered. When Diana suddenly mentioned this, he couldn't even remember who that person was.
"The kindergarten principal," Diana teased. "You send the twins to school every day, but it seems your mind is
always elsewhere."
She reminded him, "When we faced the kindergarten principal together, she said something."
She had given him enough hints at this point.
Julian still couldn't recall the specific scene. "What did she say?"
He hadn't taken it to heart at all.
The less he took it to heart, the warmer Diana felt. She couldn't help but hug him. "Thank you."
Thank you for always silently caring for her, and doing things for her without ever mentioning it.
Julian smiled. "What's there to thank me for? Isn't it a husband's duty to cook for his wife?"
Whether Diana ran off to Nina's house or even to the ends of the earth, as long as he could find her, he would be
willing to prepare breakfast for her.
Not just breakfast, but also lunch, dinner, and supper-he could handle them all.