Julian's Stand in Wife

“Why do you care so much about his wife’s affairs?” Lucas looked at Sean disapprovingly. “Just do your job well. Don’t ask too many questions.”

After saying this, Lucas didn’t say anything more and left the room.

Sean was left alone in this dark room. He sat on the ground, and tears welled up in his chubby face.

He rarely cried, but now he was worried about his mom, irritated with his dad, and at the same time, he missed his godmother.

She had been so good to him. If something really had happened to her, then he hadn’t been able to send her off.

Sean recalled Ian Lemmington’s funeral. He clapped his hands together, and prayed, “Aunt Nina…”

His voice was choking. “Have a safe journey. When I get out of the training camp, I’ll make sure to send you off properly.”

For now, all he could do was sit here alone and pray, sending a symbolic farewell to Nina.

At this moment, Nina, who was already dead according to her beloved godson, kept sneezing uncontrollably.

tissue after tissue, unknowingly scratching her

her nose with tissues, as if it was the only way to calm her emotions. She clutched the tissue, and

on the sofa in a daze, biting her lips. Her lips

me this time. She probably won’t

from her. Seeing Nina so

you,” he comforted her. He pushed some aspirin toward her. “Look at you,

urged her to

fever tonight.” Vans was

“I won’t

and threw the aspirin that Vans had prepared

a cold, and I want a severe one. Better yet, a fever that makes me delirious and has to go to

warned Vans, “You’re not allowed to give me medicine! I’ll

no longer be angry with her and

Nina was sure they

she would apologize