Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Her diligence at doing handstands coupled with the frequency he was visiting her...
Oliver’s brows furrowed. He was getting worried.
He was worried that Fanny would soon get pregnant. She might eventually tell him that she wanted to leave him after giving birth
to their child!
That was her goal, wasn’t it?
She was the one treating him as a tool.
He could sense her affection for him vanishing, and he felt suffocated. He couldn’t help but look at her; he was about to stop her
when he heard his phone ring.
It was a call from his father.
Oliver’s eyes turned dark. He glanced at Fanny before heading to the washroom. Very soon, he came out of the washroom once
more, his face pale.
“I’m heading home.”
His father was on the verge of death.
Shock flashed past Fanny’s face when she found out.
She hadn’t taken revenge yet. She hadn’t even found out her parents’ names!
How could that man just die like that?!
At that moment, she couldn’t figure out if she felt happy or not. She instinctively grabbed her coat, and then Oliver’s hand.
“Oliver, I want to go with you.”
His father’s health was in critical condition, and no medicine or surgery could save him.
“You’re a dead person to everyone,” Oliver said as he looked at her. He pulled her hand away. “My father will only get a shock if
he sees you appearing before him.”
The shock might make him die faster.

Oliver wanted to do whatever it takes to save his father. As long as he could gauge his father’s condition, he might be able to find
a way.
“Oliver,” Fanny cried, as tears fell down her cheeks.
She was a beautiful woman, but such complex emotions had never appeared in her eyes. It made her all the more striking.
“You don’t trust me,” she said with certainty as she followed him to the first floor of the villa.
Oliver brisk-walked out of the villa. She followed right behind him.
She even draped a black jacket that belonged to him on her way out. She put on a pair of shades to hide the emotions in her
eyes. However, her sorrow and pain was evident.
“He raised me for many years, after all,” she said. “I can feel the hatred in my heart vanishing the moment I heard the news.”
She grabbed the hem of his shirt.
“He’s about to die. Are you really not going to let me see him one last time?
“Oliver... Brother...
“I don’t remember my biological parents, and I couldn’t see them before they died. That’s already one of my biggest regrets in
life. I don’t want to have more.
Brother... Let me come with you. I promise I won’t let anyone see my face. I’m begging you...”
She kept calling out to him.
Oliver’s mind had returned to the past, back to the Channings’ residence where they both grew up.
“Father...” he mumbled.
He looked back at Fanny, and said firmly, “Once we arrive at the hospital, follow right behind me. Don’t say a word, and don’t see
him!”
Oliver saw the struggle in Fanny’s face.

“I’ll save him,” he said. “No matter what it takes.”
Fanny clenched her fists.
His father committed such a heinous crime against her family, yet he could say he was going to save that man right in front of her
face with so much gusto.
It made sense. Since he didn’t love her, why would he care what she thought?
She was even more determined to see that man.
If she had the chance to see him, she would make sure...he stood no chance of survival!
She would take revenge for her parents with her own hands!
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