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..

check their genders when they’re a little older. We can

money. Let’s simply

heard that, she said, “That sounds good! It’ll be like unboxing a

two continued talking about Diana’s pregnancy and the babies. Before they knew it, it

night.

health, so she wanted Diana

this certificate and then

remember the shares, and had hoped she wouldn’t. It looked like Madam Fulcher really hadn’t decided

me think about it for the

her tone overbearing. “I’ve considered this for a very long time. Whether you were pregnant or not, I’d have given this share certificate to you. It was a coincidence that today was the joyful event of your pregnancy announcement and the day I decided

Diana sighed. “…You’re cheating.”

Fulcher snorted. “Of

hoped Diana would live her own life, and live it

and Julian would

Fulcher was doing everything

appear, no one will know that this ten percent has been transferred to you. I wouldn’t want to

words, the transfer

Julian not

Madam Fulcher said with a mysterious smile.

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

Diana, but sometimes, he didn’t know how to express it. Diana also loved Julian, but her love was so much more than his, making her more

Chapter 312

Either

for each

didn’t need to focus on business anymore,

the best match for Julian. There wouldn’t be anyone better than her, and Madam Fulcher hoped

be best if Diana never needed to use the depth of

sorrowful once more upon recalling what Madam Fulcher said about how she was unsure

up with bright and slightly damp eyes, though there was

Fulcher smiled. “What

the pen

believe that all of us Fulchers aren’t worthy of this beautiful and

were all so used to

habit that had been ingrained into

the naive innocence

could guarantee that Madam Fulcher would live

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