Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1553

“Life is all about reconciliation.”

Decades passed in the blink of an eye. Diana’s children had all grown up.

Kate and Isaac had both passed away. Even Diana’s old friends, Fanny and Oliver, had left the world too.

Fanny was never able to get pregnant again after that rainy night. She had gradually let go of her desire to get pregnant under Oliver’s persuasion.

They stayed relentlessly by each other’s side, albeit childless.

Over the years, having experienced all that life had to offer and being each other’s best friend, Oliver died on a peaceful night, never awaking again.

Fanny held his hand while sending him off, and closed her eyes forever as well.

Diana had seen too many people off in her lifetime.

She had grown old herself, too. She could see her life slowly ebbing away.

“Julian, I’m so happy to have lived my life with you.”

She had transformed from a disgraced young woman to Mrs. Fulcher, respected by in person when she contracted a terminal illness.

She was content with life, feeling as though there was nothing else she could ask for. She had everything she had ever wanted.

“Julian,” she said, sensing that her life was coming to an end. “Don’t be like Fanny, so anxious to come find me after I die. Live on well, live on for us.”

The stubborn and tempestuous old man finally bent over in tears.

Julian sobbed uncontrollably.

When Sean saw his father in that state, he wanted to comfort him, but had no idea how. He finally decided to call his sister over.

Betty folded her sorrowful father in her arms. “Daddy.” Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Julian saw Betty, who bore a striking resemblance to Diana when she was young, and cried even harder. “I can’t bear to leave her, I can’t…”

They had used the best medicine, and engaged the best doctors in the world. Even Vans had used up all his best resources to try to save Diana’s life.

But, eventually… “She would only suffer more if we press on like this.”

It was better to just let her go.

Who knew that letting go would be this painful?

But Diana no longer needed to be hooked up to any medicine, and she looked to be in much better spirits today.

She even called Julian many times, sweetly calling him ” honey”.

At night, she even kicked up a fuss for Julian to cook some soup for her.

It was something she was great at cooking in the past, and it gradually became something that Julian was good at whipping up, too.

He selected each and every ingredient with care, and the room was filled with the fragrance of the porridge when he brought it over to Diana.

“Honey, time for some porridge.”

He said it gently, but he heard no response.

He stubbornly continued calling out to her.

“Honey, time for some porridge.”

But… Diana never got to enjoy that bowl of porridge.

Everyone said that she was finally free. Julian comforted himself that Diana, amidst all the pain and suffering she was experiencing, was finally free.

But when he went home and saw her clothes on the bed and the soup that she never got to eat, he couldn’t help but yell into the air, “Damn you, freedom!”

He cried once again.

Sean and Betty stood outside the room with their brothers, looking at their father, who hadn’t thrown a fit over the years

but was now on the verge of collapse like a child.

They had lost their mother.

Julian had lost the woman he loved most his entire life.

In the year that followed, Julian did his best to live on well as Diana told him to. He did everything that Diana didn’t manage to do after she fell sick.

One spring day, he died in front of her grave-in her favorite season of the year.

He could finally go find her, and they would never be apart!