Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 451

The lights in the dining hall dimmed soon enough, giving the room an even more antique feeling than usual.

Diana recalled Julian mentioning that his grandparents had personally designed this place. Just like how Julian's villa was filled with traces of their time together, this place was also filled with traces of his grandparents.

However, his grandmother was the only one who remained now in this old mansion.

Perhaps no matter how great a relationship was, it could never withstand the passage of time. They would either part with death, or time would change how they felt.

No... Julian didn't have a change of heart. He had simply been too focused on one thing.

Diana rubbed her head in exasperation when she realized her thoughts had once again turned to him.

Fortunately, Madam Fulcher soon appeared in her line of sight again. The older woman slowly approached her, pushing a large cake toward Diana.

"Look!"

The cake was pink and had three layers. A princess figure was sitting in the middle, and the words "Happy Birthday" were written on the cake.

It was a cake Diana and Julian often had back in the villa, so it wasn't surprising that Madam Fulcher had ordered the same one today as she had sometimes come over when they had it.

Anyway, it was impossible for Julian to have ordered it. Their relationship could be described as distant and even under control, but it was definitely not affectionate or loving.

In fact, the idea that those words would apply to their relationship was absurd.

Diana had never celebrated her birthdays before she turned eighteen. However, Julian had been with her every birthday she had after she was eighteen; this was the first time he was absent.

She felt an indescribable sense of loss, but she raised her head and tried not to let anyone see the emotions in her eyes.

Madam Fulcher observed everything, but remained silent. She simply pulled out a birthday hat, placed it on Diana's head, and continued chatting merrily with everyone.

After a while, she asked Diana, "Shall we cut the cake?"

If Diana didn't eat the cold soba soon, it would turn into a lump of dough.