Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 311

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..

young, but we can check their genders when they’re a little older. We can also prepare the things they need in advance once

Don’t think too hard about saving money. Let’s simply prepare two sets of both so that no matter which gender they are, they’ll

“That sounds good! It’ll

the babies. Before they knew it, it

night.

Diana’s health, so she wanted Diana

certificate and then go to

shares, and had hoped she wouldn’t. It looked like

me think about it

was a coincidence that today was the joyful event of your pregnancy announcement and the day I decided to give this to you. Since it’s a joyful event on top of one another, you must sign it. Otherwise,

Diana sighed. “…You’re cheating.”

snorted.

her own life, and

and Julian

doing everything for both Diana

“Sign it, okay? As long as you don’t appear, no one

the transfer was

Julian not know

Madam Fulcher said with a mysterious smile. “I’m not going to tell

shares will remind her of me, with the way she is. Perhaps the thought of me will eventually become a bridge

Diana also loved Julian, but her love was so much more than his, making her

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Either

each other right now didn’t seem

long life and experienced a lot. She didn’t need to focus on business anymore, but she

be anyone better than her, and

never needed to use the depth of consideration Madam

about how she was unsure when she would leave this

sign it,” Diana said, looking up with bright and slightly damp eyes, though there was a positive light shining through

Fulcher smiled. “What is

that the pen

“Sometimes, I truly believe that all of us

all so used to being

habit that had been

lost the naive innocence Diana still

Madam Fulcher would live

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