George\u2019s grip tightened. With a tearing sound, Wendy\u2019s collar was ripped open, exposing her delicate, pale skin to\u00a0<\/p>\n
the cold air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A wave of memories hit Wendy, taking her back to years age, in a similar cave, where she had been pinned beneath George. The foul stench of his body pressed down on her, and helplessness and fear engulfed her like a tidal wave. She felt as though she was suffocating, as though she was about to die.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That young version of Wendy had been so close to death.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She thought of Big Brother. Why wasn\u2019t he here?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Suddenly, Wendy felt a weight press down on her again\u2013George had leaned over her. She closed her eyes, bitterly realizing that even after all these years, when she found herself in a similar situation, her first thought was still of Stanley.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had grown up in some ways, but in other ways, she hadn\u2019t. She still longed for Stanley to come for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Deep down, she knew he would never come.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy reached for her waist\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
But before she could do anything, a foot kicked out, sending George flying off her. The force of the blow sent him crashing into the cave wall with a loud bang, and a spurt of blood erupted from his mouth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy froze, her eyes darting upward. A handsome, dignified face filled her vision.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was Stanley. Stanley had come!\u00a0<\/p>\n
The person who had been a fleeting thought just moments ago was now standing before her. Wendy blinked, unsure of how to react.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stood tall, wearing a thin black coat that cut through the cold, his face stern. He carried the chill of the outside world with him, a presence that seemed almost otherworldly, like a god of vengeance, sending a shiver through her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why was he here?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked down at Wendy as she stared at him with tearful eyes, her expression that of someone who had been wronged, a look that made her seem helpless and small.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stared at him as if she hadn\u2019t even imagined he would come to her rescue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s heart ached. He quickly removed his coat and draped it over her fragile shoulders, his voice soft but reassuring. \u201cIt\u2019s okay now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy finally felt the warmth of his coat against her chilled skin, a tangible reminder that he had really come.\u00a0<\/p>\n
George, bloodied and broken, knew it was over for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Hawk, please, let me explain! It\u2019s all Wendy\u2019s fault\u2013she seduced me! P\u2013Please, don\u2019t listen to her. She loves seducing men ever since she was young! She\u2019s not good enough for you\u2026\u201d George began to desperately try and shift the blame.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy turned her gaze to Stanley. Without a word, Stanley stepped forward and delivered another crushing kick to George\u2019s chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
George collapsed again, coughing up more blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 90\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s gaze was sharp and unforgiving, like a predator staring down prey. \u201cWhere did you crawl out from? How dare you touch my wife!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Hawk\u2026 I\u2013I\u2019m sorry. Please forgive me!\u201d George trembled, begging for mercy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked down at him with disdain before lifting his foot and planting it on George\u2019s groin. \u201cSince you love to commit crimes so much, maybe we should remove the weapon you\u2019ve been using.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
George\u2019s scream echoed through the cave, and soon, blood pooled beneath him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had been incapacitated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, Zayn arrived with a group of black\u2013clad bodyguards. \u201cMr. Hawk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s expression remained unchanged as he slightly parted his lips. \u201cTake him away.\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
11\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cUnderstood, Mr. Hawk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley turned and walked back to Wendy. He gently lifted her into his arms, cradling her against him.\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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