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.

She was in such great pain, yet he didn’t show any concern for her. She even had to ask him why he said it was disgusting.

did he find her

closer till he was right before Fanny, his hands that were cold and wet with rain landing on Fanny’s

He tightened his grip!

intensify. She felt even more suffocated as her

her bloodshot eyes as she looked at this man who strangled her at her weakest and while she was on the verge

felt like such a stranger. It felt as if she had never known him,

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

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

right

as she asked him, wide-eyed, “Why did you say that us losing

with pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain she

was so

expression felt like daggers piercing

face even more hideous. “I didn’t know you have masochistic tendencies. Fanny Smith, you

she had accidentally opened up a

behind only hatred and

yell out loud shut

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

across the backseat, waiting for Oliver to throw out