Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 748

If she were alive, he had to see her in person.

If she were dead, he had to see her corpse!

"Noel." Julian lay on the bed and looked at Noel with an air of authority, "I repeat, bring me to her."

This time, Noel didn't dare to disobey.

The two of them quickly left the house. Upon reaching the police station, they found out that Kiki had taken Diana's corpse.

Julian was unhappy to hear the news. "Firstly, I did not receive the notice of death. Before actually confirming whether Diana is dead or alive, don’t refer to it as her corpse."

She was a person.

A living, breathing person. He would never accept the fact that she was already dead.

"Secondly, she has no relations with Kiki Stewart whatsoever. Why did you just let her take Diana away?”

The policemen were put in a difficult spot. “Mr. Fulcher..."

None of them dared to offend him, but if they failed to give him a satisfactory explanation, things might only become more difficult for them.

"Ms. Winnington..."

They considered their words carefully before going on, "She is indeed dead ...her death certificate has also been issued. However, you aren't her legal husband or her direct kin, so...you were not sent a copy of it."

knew Julian would care so much for his

have contacted

best friend. We were unable to contact any of her family or friends, and had no choice but to hand the body over

any ulterior

explanation was

frustrating about all this was that he really shouldn't have said

The police wouldn't be able to claim

if they weren’t husband and wife

the love of his life, and the most important person to him in this

soon, he left the police station with Noel behind him. Upon contacting Kiki, he headed straight

Julian was coming, she immediately bought

came like a gust of

she hugged the urn in her arms. Julian didn’t dare to move recklessly for fear of

the urn in Kiki’s hands as he

Diana's death, and raised the urn high

began contacting each other and became close to each other. My parents often engaged her for tailor-made clothes, too. We're good sisters, in fact. She loved you so much, I'm sure she didn't want you seeing her in that terrible, mangled state

to her as

eyes captured

swallow past a constricted throat. "And then... I cremated her in hopes her

and it was a clear display of his wrath. Although his body still felt weak, it didn’t stop

more time and

eyes were filled with fright. "I’m not lying! I have photos! I really have photos

that, she