Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Even the pine trees and cypresses in front of the door seemed to have straightened up. They stood tall in the soil, as if beckoning to him.

“Mr. Channing.”

The woman speaking was someone new that Oliver had brought. He introduced her to Fanny.

“This is Yvonne.”

Yvonne was Oliver’s nanny when he was a child. His mother passed away early, and instead of giving Oliver powdered milk, his family found him a wet nurse and nanny.

Oliver drank her milk until the age of two, and only then switched to powdered milk before transitioning to regular meals.

Although this nanny left the Channings when he was two, she always kept in touch with Oliver.

On holidays, Oliver would bring gifts to visit her.

This time, when he and Fanny had an accident, she was the first person he thought of.

He saw that Fanny didn’t even lift her eyes; she just lay on the sofa, her black hair scattered all over.

He wasn’t angry; he simply handed the vegetables to Yvonne, and said, “Go cook.”

Fanny probably hadn’t eaten for the past few days.

She had just had a miscarriage, and a little hunger could help stimulate her appetite. It wouldn’t be good if she developed actual health issues due to starvation.

Otherwise…

and a hair tie appeared in

squatted down, pulled her long hair together, and tied it

a good

hung loosely on her shoulders; from a distance, her hair looked like a big lump on her shoulder. However, because Fanny’s face was so outstanding, even if it looked like a lump, no one found

almost amused looking at

the loose strands in

go.” He pulled her up. “I’ll give

she couldn’t eat after the surgery, and there wasn’t much to eat here these past two days. Oliver was sure she must have followed

more thing: he wanted to see how she was doing after the dilation and

required the

with patients for three or four years, when it came to Fanny needing a doctor, Oliver felt like his medical

noticed Fanny’s face stiffen for a

“Where does it hurt?”

head. Seeing his concern, she

What a hypocrite.

the disgust in her heart, she looked at him.

white dress falling like an open umbrella, swaying with a hint of

his heart couldn’t help but ache with every

could let

would truly be willing to

was lagging behind, Fanny turned around and

rose in full bloom in spring. It