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…

knows where. He squatted down,

didn’t do a good job with

a distance, her hair looked like a big lump on her shoulder. However, because Fanny’s face was so outstanding, even if it looked like a lump,

amused looking

loose

pulled her up.

wasn’t much to eat here these past two days. Oliver was sure she must have followed the

see how

situations required the use of

patients for three or four years, when it came to Fanny needing a doctor, Oliver felt like his medical knowledge had

for a moment, and quickly realized

his concern, she couldn’t help but find it

What a hypocrite.

in her heart, she looked at him.

of her white dress falling like an open umbrella, swaying with a hint of elegance. She had

his heart couldn’t help but ache with

only she could let go of her

truly be willing to be with her

that Oliver was lagging behind, Fanny turned

she looked like the most vibrant rose

to the extent of being despicable, that he would give up his