Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 748

If she were alive, he had to see her in person.

If she were dead, he had to see her corpse!

“Noel.” Julian lay on the bed and looked at Noel with an air of authority, “I repeat, bring me to her.”

This time, Noel didn’t dare to disobey.

The two of them quickly left the house. Upon reaching the police station, they found out that Kiki had taken Diana’s corpse.

Julian was unhappy to hear the news. “Firstly, I did not receive the notice of death. Before actually confirming whether Diana is dead or alive, don’t refer to it as her corpse.”

She was a person.

A living, breathing person. He would never accept the fact that she was already dead.

“Secondly, she has no relations with Kiki Stewart whatsoever. Why did you just let her take Diana away?”

The policemen were put in a difficult spot. “Mr. Fulcher…”

None of them dared to offend him, but if they failed to give him a satisfactory explanation, things might only become more difficult for them.

“Ms. Winnington…”

considered their words carefully before going on, “She is indeed dead …her death certificate has also been issued. However, you aren’t her legal husband or her direct kin, so…you were not sent a copy of

care so much for

they known, they would have contacted him

be Ms. Winnington’s best friend. We were unable to contact any of her family or friends, and had no choice but to hand

that Kiki had any

explanation was reasonable

really shouldn’t have said that he didn’t want the babies in

would have gotten legally remarried. The police wouldn’t be able

they weren’t husband and wife in

life, and the most important

with Noel behind him. Upon contacting Kiki,

moment Kiki knew that Julian was coming, she immediately bought some ashes to pretend they were

a gust of

her arms. Julian didn’t dare

Kiki’s

Diana’s death, and raised the urn high up with

respond to her, she said confidently, “Both Diana and I are pregnant. After we left Central Hospital that day, we began contacting each other and became close to each other. My parents often engaged her for tailor-made clothes, too. We’re good sisters, in fact. She loved you so much, I’m sure she didn’t want

listened to her

incisive yet cold eyes captured her every expression.

a constricted throat. “And then… I cremated

my ass!” Julian rarely spoke so coarsely, and it was a clear

“Lie one more time and claim that

were filled with fright. “I’m not lying! I