Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda didn\u2019t get the chance to take the photo because Wendy quickly put it back in the box. \u201cGrandma, this is a photo from when I was a child. It\u2019s so ugly. I can\u2019t let you see it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda smiled and withdrew her hand. \u201cI don\u2019t think you could ever be ugly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Freddy added, \u201cI completely agree.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy, hearing the warm reassurance from both Glinda and Freddy, lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, the maid\u2019s voice broke the moment. \u201cMr. Hawk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy looked up and saw Stanley had returned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda smiled brightly. \u201cStanley, you\u2019re back?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley took off his jacket and handed it to the maid before walking into the living room with long strides.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy, still holding her bowl, noticed something strange about the soup. It tasted odd, like some kind of herb had been added. \u201cGrandma, did you put something in the chicken soup? It tastes strange.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda\u2019s eyes sparkled. \u201cWendy, you noticed? I had them add some herbs to help with fertility.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fertility?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy stared at the bowl, a sudden tension in her forehead. She couldn\u2019t help but feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she drank, there was no way she could get pregnant since she and Stanley hadn\u2019t even\u00a0<\/p>\n
consummated their marriage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma!\u201d Wendy protested.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda held Wendy\u2019s hand with a gentle yet earnest expression. \u201cWendy, it\u2019s about time you and Stanley had children. I\u2019m getting older, and my biggest hope now is to have a great\u2013grandchild before I die.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the hopeful look in Glinda\u2019s eyes, Wendy knew she was destined to disappoint her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley sat down beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder in a protective gesture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma, Wendy is still young. There\u2019s no rush when it comes to children.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy glanced at Stanley\u2019s handsome face. Was he trying to put the pressure on her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma, actually, I do want to have children,\u201d Wendy said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley froze, clearly surprised. He looked down at Wendy. She wanted children?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy playfully fluttered her long lashes, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze. \u201cBut Stanley\u2019s been so busy with work lately. By the time he comes back to the room, he\u2019s just too tired to perform.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
What did she just say? Too tired to perform?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s face instantly turned dark, the color draining from it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley, you\u2019re so young, but you\u2019re too tired to perform? Glinda gave him an assessing look. \u201cNo wonder you and Wendy haven\u2019t made any progress. So the problem\u2019s with you, huh?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley muttered, \u201cIt\u2019s not like that, Grandma\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll have someone make you a special soup tomorrow,\u201d Glinda said seriously. \u201cYou need to build up your strength until you give us a baby for the Hawk family!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley was speechless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy stifled a laugh, her lips curling into a sly grin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley shot her a sharp look, glaring at her in displeasure,\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back in her room, Wendy opened the box again and pulled out the photo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was a picture of little Wendy, looking broken and vulnerable in a moment of helplessness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, her phone rang with a melodious ringtone. It was a call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy answered, and immediately, George\u2019s laugh came through. \u201cWendy, did you get the photo?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s expression grew cold. \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI want money,\u201d George said with a smirk. \u201cMr. Hawk gave me one million before, but you took it back. Now, if you don\u2019t give me more, this photo will end up in Stanley\u2019s hands. It\u2019ll reach Glinda, and everyone who knows you will see it. How do you think they\u2019ll view you then?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s voice was calm. \u201cHow much do you want?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
George\u2019s demand was bold. \u201cA hundred million!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s lips curved into a silent, amused smile. \u201cA hundred million? You really have some guts.\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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