Chapter 807
She liked the sandwiches he made.
Julian had been perfecting his sandwich-making skills over the past three years, even when she wasn’t
by his side.
That was the reason he could achieve such great taste in his sandwiches.
He dared to boast that even a Michelin starred chef wouldn’t be able to make sandwiches as delicious
as his.
Diana nodded in agreement, “I always have to rack my brains thinking about what breakfast to make
for the twins, and my dishes always fall t.
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I probably put too much oil in my food.”
For some reason, cooking was just not something she was adept at.
‘That’s alright.” Julian seized the chance and offered, “You can leave the cooking to me in the future.”
The sandwich she was enjoying suddenly went tasteless in her mouth.
Diana even lost all desire to continue chewing as she asked, “Are you still trying to take my twins away
from me?”
Heaven knows!
Julian didn’t mean that at all.
“Eat your breakfast first,” he consoled her. He was afraid of saying the wrong thing again that might
make Diana sensitive and do something foolish-that would be terrible!
He pushed the te of sandwiches toward Diana. “I’ll feed Betty first.”
Betty didn’t like having breakfast.
Each time during breakfast, someone had to chase after her and feed her before she was willing to eat
anything.
Sean was easier to handle.
He was always so obedient and orderly in doing what he should do.
It was the same during mealtimes. To him, eating properly was what he should do.
However, Betty was being exceptionally difficult today.
“I don’t like this,” she pouted.
“What do you like then?” Julian asked. “Dumplings?”
Betty shook her head.
Ever since she said she liked eating dumplings, she had it all day at the Fulcher’s.
Now, she was getting sick of it.
Betty rolled her eyes. “I want to ride a horsie! I’ll ride a horsie, then like it.”
Julian didn’t really understand what she meant. “You’ll ride a horse then like what?”
Betty pointed at the sandwich in his hand. “Then I’ll like to eat this.”
Turns out it wasn’t that she didn’t like eating the sandwiches, but that she wanted to negotiate.
Julian said without hesitation, “Sure. I’ll get someone to send a horse over right now.”
He had a Ferghana horse on his farm. It wasn’t too big, and was a perfect size for Betty.
He could even buy a horse farm nearby and carry Betty in his arms while riding the horse.
Betty was stunned.
She looked at him in a daze. ‘Why aren’t you squatting down?”
Julian was still holding onto his sandwich and had yet to pick up his phone. “Squat down?”
‘Yeah,” Betty nodded. “Riding horsie.”
She lifted her arms high in a silent request to hug Julian by his neck as she said bossily, ‘You, squat
down to the floor!”
“Betty!” Diana stopped her. “It’s fine for you to y a fool but how can you be so rude to Mr. Fulcher?”
He had no reason to keep tolerating them.
If he were to get angry and offended, the three of them might end up suffering a terrible fate.
“So what if she’s rude to me?” Julian hated hearing Diana address him as” Mr. Fulcher.”
They were his children.
Why couldn’t they be rude to him? Why couldn’t he indulge them?
“Come on up.” He immediately crouched down low, and let Betty climb onto his back while holding onto
his neck.
Betty was beyond excited.
She snuck a nce at Diana, and swiftly hooked her arm around Julian’s neck.
Her chubby legs started kicking Julian’s torso. “Giddy up! Giddy up!”
She had been envious of her neighbor Fanny back at Stirling City, as she could ride on her daddy like a
horse.
Diana had never allowed her to request Simon to be her horsie.
Now that she finally raised her request and someone was d to fulfill it, Betty was ted.
The room was filled with her exuberantughter.
She even forgot about the look of disapproval on Diana’s face.
The feeling of having someone be her horsie was awesome!
It was as if she really had a daddy!
Betty started crying as she rode on Julian.
“Boo hoo…Daddy…” She hugged Julian’s neck and sobbed in between herughter, “Boo hoo… I want
you…hup…to be my daddy… Boo hoo…”