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…

her, and a hair tie appeared in

squatted down, pulled her long hair together, and tied

didn’t do a good

a big lump on her shoulder. However, because Fanny’s face was so outstanding, even if it looked like

amused

loose strands in

He pulled her up. “I’ll give

a list of things 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 the

wanted to see how she was

situations required the

patients for three or four years, when it came to Fanny

face stiffen for a moment, and

“Where does it hurt?”

her head. Seeing his concern, she couldn’t help

What a hypocrite.

in her heart, she looked

an open umbrella, swaying with a hint

and his heart couldn’t

only she could let go

truly be willing to be with

was lagging behind, Fanny turned around

her features seemed to have become alluring, and she looked like the most vibrant rose in full bloom in spring. It was so intense, it almost seemed to take Oliver’s