Chapter 729
Julian’s Stand-In Wife
The visiting doctor looked hesitant and replied, âItâll take two days for Mr. Fulcherâs examination results to come out, maâam. Some tests require laboratory analysis, which wonât be that quick.â
Diana sensed their anxiety and immediately expressed understanding. âItâs okay, I was just curious.
Once the results are out, please deliver them to me as soon as possible.â
The doctor glanced at Julian for confirmation.
With an outsider present, his face remained cold like an iceberg, instilling fear in anyone who looked at him.
His words were even more intimidating after he noticed the doctorâs actions. âAre you unwilling to listen to her instructions?â
The doctor quickly understood and hastily replied, âDonât worry Mr. Fulcher! Weâll definitely deliver the examination results to maâam as soon as possible!â
âDonât scare them.â Diana signaled to the doctor with her eyes, then pulled Julian towards the dining room. âSince you obediently went for the examination. Iâm sure it mustâve been tiring, right? Iâll give you a reward.â
Then, she instructed Mrs. Lay to bring out the food.
Mrs. Lay seemed to want to say something, but when she saw Julian gazing at Diana with eyes almost drowning in adoration, she smiled instead and went into the kitchen to do as she was told.
Mrs. Lay had wanted to inform them that this meatball soup might be a little too sour.
But as long as itâs made by the lady of the house, Julian probably wonât find fault with it.
Still, the taste was really too sour.
So sour, it was a direct assault on oneâs brain.
Julian frowned. âYou didnât throw up in the morning?â
He lifted the thermos lid and asked in concern, âWhy did you go through so much trouble to cook for me?â
âI did throw up.â She said and stuck out her tongue. Before Julian got angry, she quickly added, âBut Iâve gotten used to it.â She asked him not to be mad and continued, âSince I got pregnant, youâve taken care of all my meals and massaged me tirelessly every night. No matter what time I wake up, you always hand me a cup of warm water.â
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. âI also want to do something for you.â
She was pregnant, not terminally ill.
Julian pampered her and took care of almost everything for her, but those werenât reasons for Diana to be acting in such a melodramatic manner.
Regardless, Julian understood where she was coming from.
Diana had always been stubborn, so Julian didnât say much and simply picked up a spoon. âIâll have a taste.â
To his surprise, the sour smell grew even stronger when he lifted the lid. Julian momentarily held his breath and quickly picked up a meatball before putting it in his mouth.
His face relaxed in the instant he looked up as he said, âItâs delicious!â
Seeing him enjoy the food, Diana immediately felt relieved.â Thatâs good. Itâs my first time making it, so I was worried it wouldnât taste good.â
After saying that, she also took a spoonful to eat. As she chewed, she said, âItâs not really sour enoughâ¦â
After Dianaâs morning sickness worsened, her taste buds became more sensitive to sourness, but she hadnât noticed it.
She dabbed her mouth and asked Julian, âWhat do you think? n Julianâs teeth were almost overwhelmed by the acidity, and he said hesitantly, âWell⦠I think this is fine.â
âNo,â Diana said seriously. âYou canât always refuse to criticize me. You should tell me if itâs not good so I can improve.â
Saying that, she got up and personally added two scoops of vinegar to the meatbail soup. âIt should be better now.â
She served another bowl to Julian and said, âQuick, taste it again.â
Mrs. Lay couldnât bear to watch. She was about to say something, but Julian shot her a look to silence her. The power of that gaze was self-explanatory, so she immediately closed her mouth and remained silent.
On the other hand, Diana eagerly awaited Julianâsâ evaluation.â
He looked at her expectant expression and simply brought the bowl of extremely sour meatball soup to his lips, drinking it all in one go.
âItâs great,â Julian said with a smile once he was done. âGive me another bowl.â
Seeing that he seemed to have genuinely enjoyed it, Diana was ecstatic. âItâs great that you have an appetite.â
These days, he would follow suit when she threw up. Although she didnât say it out loud, she felt guilty and blamed herself for his reactions. Being able to cook something appetizing for him to eat a bit more was truly wonderful!
âItâs delicious, so of course my appetite is great.â Julian said as he endured the soft acidity on his teeth.
He smiled warmly at Diana and continued to heap praises on her. â Everything you make tastes great.â
Mrs. Lay standing by the side was speechless at the interaction before her. She hadnât even tasted the soup yet, and already felt sour from the overwhelming display of affection before her.