Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1280

Julian’s Stand-In Wife chapter 1280

“Why not?” Julian countered. “If you don’t sit on your husband’s lap, whose lap would you sit on?”

Diana didn’t want to sit on anyone’s lap or participate in shareholder meetings; she simply wanted to return the shares.

“You have the shares and what Grandma gave you,” Julian said sincerely. “With them, you can do whatever you want in Richburgh. Hell, you can even walk into everyone on the streets, and they wouldn’t say a thing.”

He’d be an influential figure among the men, and she’d be one among the women.

Diana somehow recalled this line from a TV drama, and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Why would I do that?” she scolded him playfully, her actions making Julian’s throat dry.

Diana felt that her current body was slightly plumper than before. She was worried about regaining the postpartum weight, which had led to restrictive eating habits.

“That sounds like such an inconvenient thing to do. It’s better to be a decent person.”

Julian nodded in agreement. “In any case, the shares are in your name.

Grandma’s watching over us from heaven, and she’d certainly be pleased with my choice. Given your personality, you wouldn’t leave us even if someone tried to seduce you, especially now that you’re carrying all the Fulcher family wealth on your shoulders.”

Julian spoke with confidence. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’ll be my wife for the rest of your life.”

Diana chuckled. ”1 didn’t know you had this plan in mind.”

“What else could it be?” Julian smiled. “Who else but me would find your sense of responsibility so attractive?”

“But I’m a mother of four now. Who would try to seduce me?”

Julian was the only one who treated her like a precious gem all the time.

By now, all the food had been served and Julian had brought Betty downstairs.

Betty had woken up early in the morning and, like Julian, took a nap afterward.

However, her nap had been much longer than Julian’s. She was still somewhat groggy as she sat on the chair.

“Mommy,” she mumbled sleepily from her seat.

Diana’s eyes softened. “Sweetie, what would you like to eat? I’ll put them on your plate, okay?”

At the moment, Betty didn’t have much of an appetite. Even though it was time to eat, she appeared listless. Diana was worried about her growth and nutritional intake.

Her face darkened slightly. “Betty, didn’t you hear Mommy talking to you?”

A storm was brewing, and Julian glanced at her. He swiftly defused Diana’s temper, bringing a small spoon over.

“Here, you go ahead and eat first.”

At this moment, the formerly cold and unfeeling CEO found himself, quite invisibly, changing roles with his warm and tender wife.

Their roles had been completely reversed.

However, Layla wasn’t surprised by this scene. It played out nearly every day in the Fulcher household. Julian had truly become a husband who doted on his darling wife.

He signaled to Diana to let it go, and as usual, he took care of Betty during meal times. He scooped a spoonful of egg custard, and offered it to Betty.

“Try this.”

Betty glanced at it, opened her mouth, and took a bite. She finished it all without a word. She ate silently, but as she savored her meal, her eyes gradually brightened. It appeared eating had improved her mood, her energy, and her alertness.

“You certainly know howto handle her,” Diana said. With Julian’s care, she couldn’t help but feel that she fell short in taking care of the children.

Not just getting Betty to eat her meal, but also…