Julian’s Stand-In Wife

She saw the man she loved since she was young look at her with coldness she couldn’t even imagine possible.

It was a chill that pierced straight to the bones.

The kind of chill that came from being flung into the deep end of the ocean, and almost drowning in it.

“Why do you find it disgusting?” Fanny demanded.

Since she lost her baby, Oliver didn’t offer a single word of comfort, not to mention show any concern for her body.

She already felt so insignificant and lowly. She felt miserable to no end, and pain filled her heart too.

She looked at him, and asked again, “Why do you find it disgusting?”

Fanny clenched her fists, curling her body up into a ball as she stood in a stance clear opposing Oliver.

Her expression was broken, telling of her sorrow and confusion.

And…

Hatred that billowed like waves inside her.

for her. She even had

her calling him brother

look even more menacing. He drew closer till he was

He tightened his grip!

She felt even more suffocated as her breath

she looked at this man who strangled

as if she had never known him, even

fact that she saw him as a brother in her heart, the

I acting?” She squeezed her words out from her throat, which was still in his tight

right under

the extreme pain, and forced herself to remain alert as she asked him, wide-eyed, “Why

was nothing compared to

face was so

like daggers piercing through

again, the look on his face even more hideous. “I tendencies. Fanny Smith, you just have to hear it

she had accidentally opened up a

them might break into pieces, leaving behind only hatred and pain. The happiness they finally

yell out loud shut him

the pain she felt in her body was so overwhelming that she couldn’t open her mouth

backseat, waiting for Oliver to throw out that bait that was going