Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 626

It was no longer just a ward!

Even the color of the wall in the ward had turned pink!

She had no idea what wall paint they used, but it was odorless and didn’t affect any of them in the ward.

“Draw red roses on the wall.” Julian waved at Diana upon seeing her enter the ward as he continued giving Noel instructions. “Let the workers draw that on the wall. She likes it.”

What has this place turned into?!

How could he be allowed to just draw on the wall?

Diana found everything so needlessly exaggerated. “No need for that.”

She quickly signaled for Noel to stop. “We’re not at home. The ward’s good enough as it is.”

“The master wants you to feel comfortable and happy staying here,” Noel said, speaking up for Julian.

“But if the hospital pursues the matter…”

“They won’t.” Noel chuckled, “Madam, I realize you’re always underestimating the power of the master’s financial ability.”

If the hospital really was upset, Fulcher Inc. could simply purchase the entire building in a matter of minutes.

If that happened, how could they possibly get angry?

What’s more, the ward was more homey and warm after the transformation, and it no longer looked so dead and lifeless. What’s more, the fact that the great Mr. Fulcher and his wife stayed in the ward may make it a popular destination for many people after Julian got discharged.

“I’m afraid you might not be aware, Madam,” Noel said to Diana. “Everyone in the city is envious of your relationship with the master, and some even look up to the both of you as a prime example of love. Many socialites have declared that their sole wish in life is to find a partner with whom they can share a self-sacrificial love with.”

Diana was shocked to hear that.

“Did Julian’s kneeling do nothing to affect his reputation?”

“Of course not.” Noel lamented inwardly about how naive Diana was despite her strong character, having never truly immersed herself in the mercenary world of business. That was made worse over the past three years, during which Julian had protected her so well. He sighed and replied, “The nature of the issue doesn’t lie in whether he knelt or not, but in who was the one kneeling.”

Julian was the one who knelt, and those who were on the receiving end simply felt like they didn’t deserve it.

Even though there were a few people belonging to the minority who didn’t know their place and were gleeful about Julian kneeling before them, it wasn’t significant enough to cause any commotion.

There were countless people trying to get into the Fulchers’ good books who would step forward to help share Julian’s burdens.

Diana pondered about it, and finally figured it out. She heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”