Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 1435

Right now, Oliver was tired; so tired, even his fingers trembled.

The cigarette ash fell and burned his leg.

Oliver quickly withdrew his leg, and looked down.

When he ensured that the ash hadn't gotten on Fanny, he relaxed.

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not," Oliver said indifferently.

After all, she couldn't leave.

As long as she stayed here, she was his.

Oliver noticed her frowning whenever he lit a cigarette.

After some thought, he silently extinguished the cigarette and hugged her tightly.

Actions spoke louder than words.

Fanny endured it passively, not saying anything.

After landing on her tiptoes, she went to the bathroom for a quick wash.

Then, she lay down on the bed, lifting her legs and resting them against the wall.

She just had surgery not long ago.

Her body wasn’t yet fully recovered, and now, she was putting it in an uncomfortable position.

His anger surged again as he glared at Fanny.

“What are you doing?" “Handstand," Fanny replied, seemingly indifferent.

She had given up on her own body.

She felt guilty towards her parents and the child who had slipped away from her.

“I have to get pregnant as soon as possible, and you'll let me go." Fanny looked at Oliver.

"Starting from tomorrow, come here every day." If they did this every day, she would conceive soon enough.

In her condition, doing this every day would eventually ruin her.

"I wasn't wrong about you, Fanny." Oliver threw the cigarette ash away.

"You're just despicable." With that, he slammed the door and left.

Soon, the sound of a car starting echoed from the yard.

Fanny breathed a sigh of relief, and the tears that had been in her eyes finally fell.

The door creaked open again, and this time, it was Yvonne.

“Oh dear! You should come down quickly," Yvonne saw Fanny lying on the bed in such a handstand position, and felt pity for her.

“You just had surgery.

You need to take care of your body." Yvonne's attitude showed she didn't take Fanny's indifference towards her earlier seriously, and that warmed Fanny's heart slightly.

Fanny didn't engage in further conversation, and obediently sat up straight.

After tonight's ordeal, she was already exhausted.

Now that Oliver had left, she finally relaxed.

She felt exhausted, and her body was beyond uncomfortable.

Her legs felt weak and sore, not to mention her stomach, which had recently undergone surgery.

Seeing Fanny's pale complexion, Yvonne helped her lie down on the bed and fetched a straw for her water glass.

"Madam, please drink some water." Fanny cooperated this time and quickly took a few sips, feeling considerably more comfortable. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Observing the improvement in her complexion, Yvonne left the room briefly and returned promptly.

Standing by the bed, she seemed hesitant to speak.

Yvonne was an elderly woman with a broad and kind face.

Thinking of her own mother whom she barely remembered, Fanny suddenly felt her heart soften.

"yvonne, if you have something to say, just say it.

It's only us two in this house, and there's no need to be overly cautious." Yvonne nodded, looking embarrassed.

"Actually, Master Oliver is very good to you, Madam.

You should learn to act demure and proper with a man.

As long as you show some weakness, he’ ll surely be even more tender towards you." Yvonne's words brought some clarity to Fanny.

Even if Yvonne was kind and treated her well, it was all for Oliver's sake.

This woman was still on Oliver's side.

Every word, whether explicit or implicit, subtly pressured Fanny to yield.

Fanny couldn't smile.

"And then? After I act weak for him, will he immediately let me out of here and allow me to seek revenge on his father?" Yvonne hadn't mentioned anything about Fanny's revenge.

Considering Oliver had probably briefed her on Fanny's situation before she arrived, and she still stood on Oliver's side, Fanny thought she didn't need to be too kind to Yvonne.