Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 729

The visiting doctor looked hesitant and replied, "It’ll take two days for Mr. Fulcher's examination results to come out, ma’am. Some tests require laboratory analysis, which won't be that quick."

Diana sensed their anxiety and immediately expressed understanding. "It's okay, I was just curious. Once the results are out, please deliver them to me as soon as possible."

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 doctor’s actions. "Are you unwilling to listen to her instructions?"

The doctor quickly understood and hastily replied, "Don’t worry Mr. Fulcher! We’ll definitely deliver the examination results to ma'am as soon as possible!"

"Don't scare them." Diana signaled to the doctor with her eyes, then pulled Julian towards the dining room. "Since you obediently went for the examination, I'm sure it must’ve been tiring, right? I'll give you a reward."

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 it's made by the lady of the house, Julian probably won't find fault with it.

Still, the taste was really too sour.

So sour, it was a direct assault on one's brain.

Julian frowned. "You didn't throw up in the morning?"

He lifted the thermos lid and asked in concern, "Why did you go through so much trouble to cook for me?"

"I did throw up." She said and stuck out her tongue. Before Julian got angry, she quickly added, "But I've gotten used to it." She asked him not to be mad and continued, "Since I got pregnant, you've 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."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. "I also want to do something for you."

She was pregnant, not terminally ill.

Julian pampered her and took care of almost everything for her, but those weren't reasons for Diana to be acting in such a melodramatic manner.

She served another bowl to Julian and said, "Quick, taste it again."

Mrs. Lay couldn't 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 Julian's "evaluation."

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.

"It’s great," Julian said with a smile once he was done. "Give me another bowl."

Seeing that he seemed to have genuinely enjoyed it, Diana was ecstatic. "It's great that you have an appetite."

These days, he would follow suit when she threw up. Although she didn't 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!

"It's delicious, so of course my appetite is great." Julian said as he endured the soft acidity on his teeth. He smiled warmly at Diana and continued to heap praises on her. "Everything you make tastes great."

Mrs. Lay standing by the side was speechless at the interaction before her. She hadn't even tasted the soup yet, and already felt sour from the overwhelming display of affection before her.