Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 681

Vans had personally dealt with Lina, turning her into Richburgh’s laughingstock with that slap-swollen face and hair as messy as a bird’s nest on her own banquet.

However, Diana was unable to accept that Vans neither issued Lina an ultimatum nor broke off their wedding engagement. He didn’t break up with Nina, either.

Yes…

After what happened at the banquet, Nina had requested Vans for a break up. Yet, he didn’t agree to it.

Things between them had reached a stalemate.

Right now, Nina was shunning Vans at all cost.

That was how Diana came up with the idea of inviting Nina over to celebrate the new year. Firstly, it would help to comfort Nina. Secondly, with Nina around, Vans wouldn’t come visit.

Diana’s heart ached for Nina, but her conflicting feelings regarding Vans clashed in her heart.

He had, after all, risked much to protect her babies once upon a time.

He had also helped her out many, many times.

She instinctively sensed that Vans wasn’t a two-timer or a heartless man. As Julian had said, she decided it was best not to meddle in their affairs.

But this new year, Diana was determined to give Nina a joyous celebration.

And so, she had prepared pastries with three different kinds of fillings.

One was Diana’s favorite lychee rose filling, and the other was Nina’s favorite strawberry cheesecake flavor.

The final filling was Julian’s favorite—chocolate.

The kitchen was tasked to focus on these three types of pastries.

Due to the new year celebrations, half of the kitchen staff had returned to their hometown. With fewer people around to handle an increased workload of pastries in addition to the proper meals, the kitchen needed more time to prepare everything.

Diana thought about it before pulling Julian into the kitchen. “The kitchen can prepare pastries of two fillings. You and I can prepare the pastries of one.”

With that, she grabbed a pack of baking chocolate. “We’ll prepare your favorite filling.”

But Julian was put in a spot. “I don’t know how to…”

The great President of Fulcher Inc. had done everything under the sun—except making pastries.

Stuffing the filling into the dough and wrapping it up tight looked simple, but in Julian’s hands, the filling would either slip out or he would end up wrapping it into a horrid-looking turd.