Julian’s Stand-In Wife

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Diana was amazed as she listened to Madam Fulcher recount the past.

“Fate is amazing.”

She married Julian because of how similar her face had looked to Kayla, but he had actually chosen her rather

than his first love.

“That’s right,” Madam Fulcher agreed and solemnly said, “You’re not anyone’s substitute. You’re your own person and a unique existence in my heart. You’re my granddaughter–in–law!”

Now knowing that Madam Fulcher had been part of the reason Diana had walked this path, Diana somehow felt a new level of closeness with the older woman.

“Thank you, Grandma.”

Diana was grateful from the bottom of her heart.

Not only was she grateful for Madam Fulcher treating her so well, but also for giving her and Julian a chance.

“But… I really can’t tell what Julian thinks of Kayla and me.”

“That’s not important,” Madam Fulcher said, trying to guide Diana slowly in this mindset. “As long as you take these shares and pick up designing again, you’ll be fine. Men are only icing on the cake. They’re not the only thing in your life.”

Diana was surprised at Madam Fulcher’s modern take on arguments.

“You…know about my designs?”

“With all the clothes you’ve made for me over the years and the last design you made, I would be blind if I couldn’t see the depths of your skill,” Madam Fulcher replied with a smile.

Diana was still confused. “But Julian’s your grandson. Is it really okay for you to tell me all this?”

“Of course it is,” Madam Fulcher said, looking into Diana’s apprehensive eyes. “Oh, you look like a little squirrel right now! You’re adorable.”

She pinched Diana’s cheeks lightly and her smile widened. “You’re such a delight.”

When Madam Fulcher’s husband, both of them entertained the thought of having a daughter. But the day she gave birth to Julian’s father, she had a hemorrhage on the operating table. After that, she was told she would never be able to have children again.

Thus, the dream of having a daughter was impossible.

“I’d love it even more if you could give me a great–granddaughter,” Madam Fulcher said, quickly changing the subject as she looked at Diana’s stomach. “It’d be wonderful if they were twins of different genders. That would be a complete set.”

Diana was armused at how fast Madam Fulcher was at switching topics..

genders when they’re a little older. We can also prepare the things they need in

our family. Don’t think too hard about saving money. Let’s simply prepare two sets of both so that

good! It’ll be like

talking about Diana’s pregnancy and the babies.

night.

concerned about Diana’s health, so she wanted

this certificate and then

hadn’t expected the old woman to remember the shares, and had hoped she wouldn’t. It

me think about

coincidence that today was the joyful event of your pregnancy announcement and

Diana sighed. “…You’re cheating.”

snorted.

would live her own life, and live it to the

would Diana always remain attractive, and Julian would be even more hell–bent on

Fulcher was doing everything for both

signing pen and said sincerely, “Sign it, okay? As long as you don’t appear, no one will know that this ten percent has been transferred to you. I

other words, the

Julian not

mysterious

a day in the future when her relationship with Julian turns sour, I’m sure these shares will remind her of me, with the way she is. Perhaps the thought of me will eventually become a bridge for them to mend their relationship, if that

didn’t know how to express it. Diana also loved Julian, but

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Either

and Diana’s love for each other

lived a long life and experienced a lot. She didn’t need to focus on business anymore, but she still needed to consider her grandchildren’s

Fulcher’s eyes, Diana was the best match for Julian. There wouldn’t be anyone better than her, and

use the depth of consideration Madam Fulcher

Fulcher said about how she was

and slightly damp eyes, though there was a

Fulcher smiled.

Diana exclaimed, her hands shaking slightly that the pen

greatly touched madam Fulcher. “Sometimes, I truly believe that all of us Fulchers aren’t worthy of this

all so used to

a habit that

the

guarantee that Madam Fulcher would live a long

it. Except for Diana, no one else would say these things to her. Not even Julian would, as