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.

was about to open her mouth to ask about

Channing when Oliver suddenly bent

kissed her.

“Fanny, don’t ask.”

If she asked…

be able to continue the marriage

time, Fanny relented, even though she really

out

dialed to Julian and Diana went

sounding as

just like her-she looked vulnerable

was in fact resilient on the

a beautiful woman, indeed.

confident about her looks, and never

her in terms of her

fact, someone had even said that Fanny Smith wasn’t just a name or

adjective used to describe

awestruck she was by

latter brought a chuckle to

those people had never

thankful Diana never entered

have been that popular

understand why Fanny suddenly

casually.

“Hello.”

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

Oliver never understood her.

she would flee

In fact, Oliver thought that

should Fanny be jealous

couple, the priority shouldn’t be