Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1550



Chapter 1550

“He doesn’t need to be jailed,” Fanny said, confused. “One word from him, and his lawyers will be able to exonerate him. I just don’t understand why he’d rather go to jail.”

“He wants to pay for his father’s sins,” Diana said with a sigh.

Fanny didn’t know what to think of that. Was Oliver innocent, or not? He even went to such great lengths to stop her.

Yet, the moment she declared that she would never compromise and would rather be under the protection of Diana than to be involved with Oliver, he clearly looked like he was in a daze.

Diana noticed that Fanny hardly smiled over the past few days, and rubbed her hand comfortingly. “He just wants a clean start with you.”

Fanny’s heart shook. She couldn’t sleep the entire night.

The next morning, she told Diana, “Today’s the day of his trial and sentencing. I want to see him.”

Diana asked Julian to send a few bodyguards with Fanny on her trip there.

When she returned, she looked as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. Her eyes shone with hope.” Diana, I will wait for him.”

They would start afresh when he was done undoing all the wrongs his family did.

When everything had settled down, Diana was well into her pregnancy. Julian treated her like a fragile doll, cautious and worried about everything.

Aside from burying whatever was left of Simon’s remains, Diana stayed in bed most of the time. She didn’t even leave her bed when Professor Lemmington’s wife came over to ask about Jim.

“Jim received his just punishment, but what about Enzo Jennings?”

Enzo definitely had a hand in both Anna and Professor Lemmington’s death.

“The Jennings family…” Diana mumbled under her breath after Mrs. Lemmington left.

The Jennings family were a thorn in her chest. Even Nina was affected by that family.

Things were going well between Nina and Marcus right now, but Diana had a feeling that Nina hadn’t let go of Vans yet.

Meanwhile, Vans was still as stubborn as ever.

“Julian,” she said, wanting to discuss things with him. “Talk some sense into him. Vans’s medical skills have seen vast improvement. Many people who want him as their surgeon, even if he keeps a low profile.

“He would have everything, even if he left the Stanley family.

“Why is he trapping himself unnecessarily?

“He shouldn’t be using his mother as an excuse. If he truly loved her, he would help her overcome the demons in her, instead of allowing the demons within to swallow her whole and letting her stay by the devil’s side all her life.

“All the more he shouldn’t allow the love of his life to suffer for his sake. That’s what a coward would do.”

As long as Vans could come round to things, as long as he was courageous enough to resist, the insignificant Stanleys would have nothing over him and would have no control over him.

Julian was convinced. “I’ll talk to Vans.” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

One month later, when Diana was lying on the bed for some rest, she received a call from Nina.

Nina wanted to come and visit her, and ask Diana what she wanted to eat. She had been visiting almost every day as of late. She wanted to make up for Diana’s previous pregnancy, when the latter had no one around her.

“Nothing much,” Diana said after pondering for a moment. ” No, wait! Bring me some ice cream!”

Julian refused to let her eat ice cream, and she wanted to seize the chance while he was out today to have one.

Nina agreed to it.

When she entered Diana’s room, Diana closed the door excitedly and waited for Nina to bring out the ice cream.

She tore the wrapper open, and eagerly took one bite.” Delicious!”

Nina didn’t dare to let her eat too much. “Slow down.”

Diana had half of the ice cream before Nina took it away from her. “I’ll give you more tomorrow.”

Diana was going into labor anytime now. She had to remain emotionally calm right now.

Diana felt slightly disappointed, but she agreed to it. After cleaning up and destroying all evidence, they began chatting.


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