
{"id":28238,"date":"2026-02-06T07:03:37","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:03:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-107\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T07:03:37","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:03:37","slug":"under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-107","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-107\/","title":{"rendered":"Under the Glazed Moon Novel Chapter 107"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>My Dad Please Come  107<\/h1>\n<p>2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica actually invited Wendy for coffee.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy didn\u2019t respond immediately, but Jessica raised an eyebrow and smiled. \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter, Wendy? Are you scared? You\u2019ve been winning lately, riding high on your victories. Are you afraid of me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy curved her lips into a small smile and replied, \u201cI\u2019ll see you soon.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She hung up the phone and got ready to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just then, her phone pinged. It was a message from Cyril Lincoln, which was an operation plan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Cyril wrote, [Ms. Crone, this is a difficult surgery I encountered last week. When you have time, could you guide me through it?]\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Cyril was the dean of Clavendale University and also one of her students. Trish, who came from the same university, was one of Cyril\u2019s favorites.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was thanks to Cyril\u2019s strong recommendation, Trish became her assistant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So, in a way, Cyril and Trish were all her disciples.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy replied, [Okay.]\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Half an hour later, Wendy arrived at the caf\u00e9 and immediately spotted Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rather than sitting and waiting, Jessica stood on the stairs to greet her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy made her way up the stairs. \u201cJessica, I don\u2019t think our relationship is quite at the level where we can share a cup of coffee. If you have something to say, just say it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica was standing confidently in her crystal heels, wearing a red spaghetti\u2013strap dress that highlighted her status as a lead dancer. \u201cWendy, congratulations. You won the press conference.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThanks,\u201d Wendy replied calmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut what does it matter? Winning doesn\u2019t mean you can have Stanley, does it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy looked up at Jessica but said nothing more. \u201cSo?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo..\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica, noticing something in the corner of her eye, glanced toward the caf\u00e9\u2019s entrance. The door had just opened, and a tall, handsome figure walked in.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica walked to the edge of the stairs, lowering her voice as she smiled at Wendy. \u201cWendy, I\u2019m afraid you might get too cocky, so now I\u2019m going to knock you down a peg.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>11\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>G\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before Wendy could react, Jessica grabbed her sleeve while crying out, \u201cNo! Ah!\u201d before tumbli. own the stairs. Wendy\u2019s heart skipped a beat. She wasn\u2019t sure what kind of game Jessica was playing, but this time, she was playing it dangerously.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A deep, cold voice echoed through the space. \u201cJessica!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy looked up, and there he was\u2013Stanley.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 107\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley had arrived.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy immediately understood what Jessica was up to.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley had just walked in and saw Jessica tumbling down the stairs. He rushed forward with urgency. \u201cJessica! Jessica!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy slowly descended the stairs and said coolly, \u201cStanley, she\u2019s playing the same trick again. Can you seriously not tell she fell on her own?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica, grimacing in pain as sweat beaded on her forehead sobbed, \u201cStanley, my legs\u2026 They hurt so much\u2026\u201d Stanley glanced down, noticing that his hands had become warm and sticky. Looking closer, he saw blood. Jessica\u2019s legs were badly injured, and blood was flowing in a large, heavy stream.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Without sparing a glance for Wendy, Stanley immediately scooped Jessica up in his arms before heading for the exit.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy called after him, \u201cStanley, don\u2019t let her fool you!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley slowly turned his head, his cold, sharp eyes locking with hers. \u201cWendy, how can you be so heartless? Jessica is a dancer. Her legs are everything. Now they\u2019re hurt!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With that, Stanley walked away, carrying Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy stood frozen in place, feeling a mix of disbelief and anger. He called her heartless? It wasn\u2019t like she\u2019d pushed Jessica. She had fallen on her own.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The truth was clear\u2013he couldn\u2019t stand seeing Jessica hurt. She was the lead dancer in ballet, and Stanley couldn\u2019t hide the fact that he was deeply concerned for her. He was absolutely devastated.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Today\u2019s Bonus Offer\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>G\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 107 2\/2\u00a0 +25 BONUS\u00a0 Chapter 107\u00a0 Chapter 107\u00a0 Jessica actually invited Wendy for coffee.\u00a0 Wendy didn\u2019t [&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-28238","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\/28238","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=28238"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28238\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28238"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28238"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28238"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}