Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Fanny walked into the washroom for a shower.

By the time she was done, Master Channing had left.

“It wasn’t appropriate for Dad to be around while you were showering,” Oliver

said.

Fanny nodded as she blow-dried her hair.

“So?” she pressed. “What wrong did he do to me? What did he do that made it

worth for you, the son he was most pleased with, to make amends to me with

your entire life?”

“Your hair is still wet,” Oliver said, not replying to Fanny’s question directly.

He even blew her hair dry for her for the first time, just to avoid answering her

question.

He didn’t even know how to do it properly.

Blow-drying someone’s hair had to be done slowly, from the front to the back.

Alternatively, one could hold the ends of the hair and slowly dry it. However,

Oliver flipped Fanny’s hair over and blew at her scalp at the maximum heat.

Water dripped from the ends of Fanny’s hair that Oliver flipped over down her

face, which eventually dried up. The entire process left her at sixes and sevens,

just like how things felt like with Oliver.

her mouth to

her and Master Channing when Oliver suddenly bent

kissed her.

“Fanny, don’t ask.”

If she asked…

the

time, Fanny relented, even though she

question out loud

they dialed to Julian and

was Diana, sounding as

just like her-she looked vulnerable on the

in fact resilient on

indeed. Her beauty

been confident about her looks,

could surpass her in terms

even said that Fanny Smith wasn’t just a

an adjective used to describe someone

of how awestruck she

latter brought a

all those people had never seen

thankful Diana never

have been that

understand why Fanny suddenly chuckled.

casually.

“Hello.”

shock in Oliver’s eyes made sorrow grow in Fanny’s

Oliver never understood her.

now, Oliver probably thought that she would flee hastily from

In fact, Oliver thought that she should

why should Fanny be jealous of

issues arise between a married couple,