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…

hair tie appeared in his

long hair

do a good job with

a big lump on her shoulder. However, because Fanny’s face was so outstanding, even if it looked like a lump, no one found it

almost amused looking at

up the loose strands in

He pulled her up.

of things she couldn’t eat after the surgery, and there wasn’t much to eat here

wanted to see how

required the use of

four years, when it came to Fanny needing a doctor, Oliver

face stiffen for a moment, and quickly realized

“Where does it hurt?”

his concern,

What a hypocrite.

the disgust in her heart, she

the long tail of her white dress falling like an open umbrella, swaying with a hint of elegance.

followed her, and his heart couldn’t help

only she could let go of her

be willing

Oliver was lagging behind, Fanny turned around and called out to

and she looked like the most vibrant rose in full bloom in spring. It was so intense,