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.

nose started running. She took tissue after tissue, unknowingly scratching her upper lip to

tissues, as if it was the only way

sofa in a daze, biting her lips. Her lips were close to bleeding at

this time. She probably won’t contact me ever

Seeing Nina so

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

urged her to take the

take the medicine, you’ll probably have a fever tonight.” Vans was quite

refused. “I

that Vans had prepared in

one. Better yet, a fever that makes me delirious and has

not allowed to give me medicine! I’ll go

to illness sounded severe, and perhaps Diana would no longer be angry with her and would come

was sure they

would apologize