Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Diana Winnington, three years a wife, finally pregnant, believes her life is perfect. But a shocking divorce demand shatters her world. Was she merely a substitute? The man who was her salvation now casts her aside. Dive into a tale of betrayal, hidden identities, and a woman’s fight to reclaim her truth.

Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Diana Winnington, three years a wife, finally pregnant, believes her life is perfect. But a shocking divorce demand shatters her world. Was she merely a substitute? The man who was her salvation now casts her aside. Dive into a tale of betrayal, hidden identities, and a woman’s fight to reclaim her truth.

The sterile scent of the doctor’s office still clung to Diana Winnington as she stepped out into the bustling Richburgh street, a small, triumphant smile playing on her lips. “Congratulations, you’re pregnant,” the doctor’s words echoed, a melody in her ears. After three years of marriage, a child with Julian. Her heart swelled with a joy so profound it momentarily eclipsed the city’s endless clamor.

She reached for her phone, eager to share the news, but Julian didn’t answer. A quick call to their driver revealed he was at the Fulcher Manor, hosting a private banquet. No matter. She’d surprise him. Stroking her still-flat abdomen, a quiet warmth spread through her, a nascent glow of motherhood.

But as her car pulled up to the grand gates of Fulcher Manor, a chill seeped into the air. Albert, Julian’s long-time butler, stood blocking her path, his usual deference replaced by a chilling contempt. “Madam, you can’t enter.” The words hung in the crisp autumn air, a sudden, jarring discord in her perfect day. An uneasy shiver traced its way down Diana’s spine.