Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 452

After she said that, Diana stuffed a mouthful of sweet cake in her mouth before finally calming down.

But in her haste to wash down the salty taste with the cake, the icing ended up smeared across her nose. Its pink color gave her the image of a mischievous cat that had been caught stealing from the kitchen.

Despite that, she excluded an overwhelming sense of vulnerability.

Oliver reached for a tissue to help Diana wipe off the icing, but Madam Fulcher intercepted him and handed Diana a damp cloth instead.

Oliver's expression fell for a brief moment, but he quickly stepped back to give Madam Fuclher space as he clenched the tissue in his hand.

Madam Fulcher only had eyes for Diana, and she chuckled at the icing on the latter’s face.

"You're still like a child. You even got cake on your face."

Diana grinned playfully. She accepted the cloth, wiped the frosting off her face, and replied cheekily, "The cake you got me was just too good, Grandma."

Diana had no idea why she had bothered going to the Winnington family residence in the first place. Even if it was to get revenge on Kayla, there was no reason for her to foster a good relationship with that family.

After all, she would only end up hurting herself.

As she savored the sweetness of cake melting on her tongue, she recalled the ridiculously salty taste of soba in her mouth and shuddered. It was clear that whoever made them had no culinary talent.

Perhaps Kate was trying to send Diana a message through those noodles, warning her not to mess with Kayla. However, she was Kate's birth daughter, not Kayla. The fact that Kate had done so despite this made Diana feel sad and insignificant.

"Don't dwell on it," Madam Fulcher said suddenly, pulling Diana out of her musings as she urged Diana to sit down and eat. "Those who don't cook often have trouble getting the seasoning right. Today’s your birthday, so you're the boss! If you're upset about the noodles, I'll take you to the Winningtons and complain to Kate. With me there, I'm sure James will beg Kate to make a delicious bowl of noodles for you!"

Diana laughed at Madam Fulcher's teasing. "You're amazing, Grandma."

"Of course!" Madam Fulcher smiled at Diana's reaction, relieved. "Remember, Diana. Never bottle up your sadness and frustration. If you run into any trouble, don't hesitate to voice them out, whether it's to Kate or James! If this soba makes you uncomfortable, just confront them or ignore them as you please! They're still your parents, after all, even if they don't want to admit it. Their blood runs in your veins. If they can treat you as they please, then you can do the same! Don't keep your loneliness or sadness to yourself. We're all in this together." Madam Fulcher’s eyes roamed around the room. Her gaze settled briefly on the door, but she quickly shook her head and continued solemnly, "Otherwise, all of us will be sad too."