
{"id":28221,"date":"2026-02-06T07:03:07","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:03:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-91\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T07:03:07","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:03:07","slug":"under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-91","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-91\/","title":{"rendered":"Under the Glazed Moon Novel Chapter 91"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>My Dad Please Come  91<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 91\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 91\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy was gently lifted into the back of Stanley\u2019s Rolls\u2013Royce Phantom, her delicate frame placed carefully in the passenger seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley slid into the driver\u2019s seat, his large hand gripping the steering wheel with ease. He pressed down on the accelerator, and the luxury car smoothly sped down the road.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wrapped in his coat, Wendy felt the warmth of his body and the crisp, clean scent surrounding her. She could feel his heat seep into her chilled skin, and her small pose flushed a soft pink. A strange, fluttering feeling stirred in her chest. She never imagined he would show up..\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Years ago, he hadn\u2019t come.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But now, he had.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy turned her head to glance at his chiseled, handsome profile.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThank you,\u201d she said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley\u2019s long fingers gave the steering wheel a slight tug as he pursed his lips, his voice firm. \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy hesitated, not sure how to respond.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI asked you so many times. Why didn\u2019t you say anything?\u201d His tone grew colder. \u201cDo you know what would\u2019ve happened if I had been even a moment later?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy could feel his anger simmering. Her eyes began to well with tears as she responded, her voice tinged with hurt, \u201cWhy are you yelling at me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley fell silent, looking at her with a mix of frustration and tenderness. Her eyes were shimmering with tears, her face contorted with the injustice she felt.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>How could she be upset when she could\u2019ve prevented all this? He had seen the scum of a man on top of her, her clothes torn, and if he\u2019d arrived even a minute later\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But looking at her now, with that soft, almost fragile expression on her face, Stanley couldn\u2019t bring himself to stay angry. He worried that if he snapped, she might break down entirely. She was fragile and soft, like a delicate doll.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley adjusted the temperature on the air conditioning, his voice softer now. \u201cAre you still cold?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy shook her head. \u201cNot anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWendy,\u201d Stanley suddenly said, his voice more serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy turned to look at him. \u201cWhat is it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI want to ask you something. When you were little, did you-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley was eager to know if she was the same girl from his past.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But just then, a sharp, crackling sound came from outside the car as large raindrops began to fall, followed by a heavy downpour.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The radio crackled, and the weather report blared through the speakers. \u201cTonight, a Category 4 tornado is expected to hit Hovendale, accompanied by lightning and heavy rain. Residents are advised to stay indoors.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A tornado was approaching, and they were on the highway with a two\u2013hour drive ahead of them. The storm\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BOHUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 91\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>outside was turning into a full\u2013blown hurricane. Continuing on the road like this was too dangerous. Stanley quickly swerved the car off the highway, pulling into a small inn near the exit.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFor safety, we\u2019ll have to stay here tonight and head back in the morning,\u201d Stanley said, his voice steady.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy nodded, not objecting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The inn was modest, certainly not on par with a five\u2013star hotel, but it was clean enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The innkeeper\u2019s eyes lit up when she saw Stanley. \u201cHandsome, are you checking in alone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy couldn\u2019t help but feel a bit amused. Stanley attracted attention wherever he went. His tall frame, dressed in a shirt and trousers, looked like it was made for designer clothes. With the aura of a powerful businessman, it wasn\u2019t surprising that the innkeeper was left stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley showed no emotion, clearly used to this kind of attention. \u201cOne room. My wife will be staying with me.\u201d Hearing that, Wendy stepped forward, as the innkeeper had not seen her standing behind him, her delicate form hidden by Stanley\u2019s imposing presence. Wendy smiled at the innkeeper, her expression bright and sweet.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The innkeeper, initially disappointed to hear Stanley was married, softened when she saw Wendy\u2019s graceful beauty and her gentle smile. Her mood was instantly lifted as she admired the beautiful couple.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The innkeeper handed Stanley the room key. \u201cYou\u2019re in room 503. The items on the bedside table come with extra charges, and the prices are listed on the card.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>X\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Today\u2019s Bonus Offer\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>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<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Dad Please Come 91 Chapter 91\u00a0 \u00a0 Chapter 91\u00a0 Wendy was gently lifted into the back of Stanley\u2019s Rolls\u2013Royce [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[84],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-28221","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-under-the-glazed-moon-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28221","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28221"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28221\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28221"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28221"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28221"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}