Chapter 64\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy wanted to ease the awkwardness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley lowered his striking gaze and looked at her, his lips curving into a teasing smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHelp me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was drugged, and now she was offering to help him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy froze, her small face turning crimson. She quickly waved her hands, flustered. \u201cIt\u2019s not what you think! I can help you in another way!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh?\u201d Stanley raised an eyebrow, watching her flail in a hurry to explain herself. His tone lightened, amused.\u201d And what other way would that be?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy couldn\u2019t speak.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was he doing this on purpose? Teasing her on purpose?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The mature man seemed to enjoy the playful torment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now, standing right in front of her, Stanley\u2019s long legs were encased in tailored slacks, his lean waist adorned by an expensive black belt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy dared not look below his waist. She couldn\u2019t look there. But her face was almost level with it, so her eyes wandered nervously, unable to focus on one spot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, she felt her face cupped in his large hand. His lips curved in a smile. \u201cWendy, what are you staring at?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Earlier, she had been examining his room, and now she was sneaking peeks at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy flushed, stammering, \u201cI\u2013I wasn\u2019t looking!\u201d She stood up, ready to escape.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Stanley wouldn\u2019t let her go. His hand still held her face. \u201cWhy were you sent to the countryside?\u201d he asked, his voice casual.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy froze. She looked up at him, unsure what he meant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid no one want you?\u201d he pressed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No one wanted her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words struck Wendy\u2019s heart like a blow. She felt her eyes well up with tears. It wasn\u2019t just sadness; it was the sting of abandonment, the feeling that she had been discarded by the world.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the worst part? The man who had once claimed he wanted her around had changed his mind too.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes locked onto him, a mixture of sorrow and longing. Stanley looked down at her, his posture commanding. If he wished, he could shield any woman in his strong arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At this moment, Stanley thought she looked utterly pitiful. From his vantage point, she sat on his bed, her delicate face still carrying a touch of youthful innocence. Now, her clear eyes shimmered with unshed tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was luring him in\u2013tempting him to want her, to claim her, to protect her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
An invisible tension pulled between them, thick with unspoken desire, setting his nerves on edge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fire Stanley had been suppressing surged uncontrollably. His fingers tightened around her soft cheeks, forcing her little mouth into an \u201cO\u201d shape, revealing her white teeth and the hint of her crimson tongue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
*25 3048\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 64\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gulping, Stanley abruptly let go, pulling his hand back. \u201cI need to take a cold shower.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned, heading for the bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy sat back on the bed. She didn\u2019t need anyone anymore But seeing Stanley, she couldn\u2019t help but feel the overwhelming urge to lean on him\u2013to lean on the man who had once said he wanted her around when the world had cast her aside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, he didn\u2019t want her around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wanted Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Crone family villa was a mess. Archer and Natalie had left with Trish, swearing viciously under their breath. Edith, fallen ill from anger, had been rushed to the hospital.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica and Lilian sat on the couch, their once\u2013perfect makeup now ruined, clearly showing they hadn\u2019t been able to defeat the third branch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The birthday banquet had turned the Crone family into the laughing stock of Hovendale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica seethed, her teeth clenched. Then, suddenly, she remembered Stanley. The guests had left, but where had Stanley gone?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley? Stanley!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n
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