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.

stopping, and her nose started running. She took tissue after tissue, unknowingly scratching her

the only

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

must be furious with me this time. She probably won’t contact me ever

sat across from her. Seeing Nina so dejected

wouldn’t be angry with you,” he comforted her. He pushed some aspirin toward her. “Look

her to take

a fever tonight.” Vans was quite displeased when he said this.

Nina refused. “I won’t

that Vans had prepared

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

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

of being hospitalized due to illness sounded severe, and perhaps Diana would no longer be angry with

then, Nina was sure they wouldn’t

she would apologize sincerely in