Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 744

If Diana wasn’t pregnant, she would be willing to die ten times over!

But she was a mother now, and she couldn’t bear to let her babies die along with her.

Diana tried to ignore the tremors shaking through her body as she racked her brains to think of what to say to persuade Kiki. “Kiki, if you do this, your father will never forgive you!”

Kiki knew that very well. “I’ve already lied to him. He won’t forgive me anyway once he knows the truth. But if you die, he and Julian will never know the truth!”

Why did everyone want to hurt her?

Diana shut her eyes tight, drowning in hopelessness as she thought back on her entire life. She didn’t think she had done anything wrong during her time on earth.

The only thing she felt guilty about was not inviting Kate into the house on that cold winter day when she came knocking on her door, pleading for mercy.

Had she really done wrong?

Was that why the heavens were punishing her?

But why were Kate and James allowed to hurt her, but she wasn’t allowed to disregard their kinship?!

Wasn’t the heavens being too unfair against her…?

Diana was broken-hearted as tears fell down her cheeks like pearls on a broken necklace, adorning her exquisite features.

She was too beautiful.

under what circumstances, her beauty was striking to

always feel inferior

right now, even more

Ever since you got into my car, I’ve had the thought of making

shook

must be

her two babies

and started to beg. “We are both mothers. Have pity on me and give me a way out, please? I really, really

we’re both mothers. But your children belong to Julian Fulcher, whereas my

glared at Diana and said coldly, “So, you and

yelled at the driver without

the chance to open the door

grab her out of nowhere. “Simon…

at her, as if he had been waiting for her

realized

certainly not a kind

disguising himself-a true wolf

opportunity and worked with Kiki to put on a show, and waited right here for Diana to

with her babies in tow, Diana wasn’t so afraid of

ask him calmly, “What do you