Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 1281

Julian was practically in charge of everything related to Betty's clothes and outings.

Diana had become a hands-off manager of sorts. After finishing her meal, she sat in her chair, about to get up and head over to the couch.

Suddenly, a peculiar fragrance wafted through the air—it was the scent of durian!

She eagerly looked toward the kitchen. Sure enough, there was a room filled with ripe, creamy durians that made her mouth water just by looking at them.

Julian didn't like durians; he always found them to have a strange odor. Yet now, they were served—intended solely for Diana's delight.

She took a moment to recall how she had recently mentioned her liking for durians, but mistakenly attributed it to Julian's preferences. It was only now that she realized her mistake. She gazed at Julian, and couldn't help but think that his endless doting had spoiled her.

A smile graced her lips. "Julian, I want to discuss something with you."

Today, he had not only handed over his entire fortune, but he had also made her reevaluate his sincerity, especially in these precious moments of daily life.

"What is it?" Julian didn't lift his head.

He had just taken Betty upstairs, and was contemplating how to help her become more independent when it came to eating. She wasn't a child anymore. If she still needed him to feed her while coddling her, it might develop into a bad habit.

"It's about changing surnames."

Julian seemed to have misheard, so he asked again, "What?"

Diana smiled, and repeated, "Changing surnames."

After a moment of silence, she gazed at Julian, surprised at his response. "Have you never thought about Betty and Sean changing their surname?"

"Why would they change their surname?" Julian asked, turning the question back on her.

The driver turned around slowly.

This man...

It was none other than James Winnington, who had left Richburgh long ago.

James addressed Jim with great reverence. "You've worked hard on your trip to Richburgh, sir."

James’s tone was quite different from before, devoid of his usual arrogance and self-assured self. Instead, he appeared exceptionally calm and quiet.

If one looked closely, his face seemed quite pale.

It was as if he wasn’t fully alive or present. He was simply a driver, peacefully and steadily accompanying Jim.