Chapter 111\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 111\u00a0<\/p>\n
The truth was, Wendy had long since grown used to it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wandering, drifting through life\u2013she had grown up that way. But it was only now that she realized something: Warmth, not hardship, was what made her heart ache the most. That was what brought her to tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda reached out and pulled Wendy into a gentle embrace patting her back as if soothing a child. \u201cSilly girl, why are you being so formal with me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma, there\u2019s something I need to tell you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSure, darling. What is it?\u201c\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside the door, Stanley stood quietly, watching. Wendy was leaning on Glinda\u2019s shoulder, her delicate lashes fluttering as she cried silently, her tears falling like raindrops.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma, I can\u2019t stay here anymore. I\u2019m leaving.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda was shocked. \u201cWhat? Why? Has that boy Stanley been bullying you again? I\u2019ll go teach him a lesson right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Freddy immediately handed her a feather duster. \u201cMrs. Glinda, use this!\u201c.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda took it in hand, shaking her head. \u201cWendy, don\u2019t go. You\u2019re not the one who should leave. If anyone should leave, it\u2019s him!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stood outside the door, speechless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Had Glinda forgotten he was her biological grandson? He was considering the possibility that he was adopted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Also, he was upset with Freddy. Freddy needed to be reminded who actually ran this house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s soft voice broke through the tension. \u201cGrandma, you misunderstand. Stanley hasn\u2019t been cruel to me. He\u2019s been\u2026 very kind.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda didn\u2019t believe it. \u201cReally?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley watched as Wendy wiped away the tears from her face with a small hand, laughing softly in her usual cheerful tone. \u201cOf course, it\u2019s true, Grandma. Don\u2019t worry. I wasn\u2019t done yet. Stanley is sending me to Clav\u00e9ndale University to study. I\u2019ll be staying on campus starting tomorrow, so I won\u2019t be able to stay here anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda blinked in surprise. \u201cStanley is sending you to Clavendale University? Well, that\u2019s a great choice! That\u2019s one of the best universities. At least Stanley is doing something right for once.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy pulled away from Glinda\u2019s embrace. \u201cI\u2019m leaving for registration tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll go with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Grandma. You don\u2019t need to.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy? All students need a parent to accompany them during registration. You don\u2019t have any, but you have me! I\u2019ll go with you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s eyes glistened again, this time with unshed tears. She forced a smile. \u201cGrandma, if you send me there in a fancy car, it might startle the other students. I just want to keep things low\u2013key and focus on my studies.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda opened her mouth to argue, but Wendy interrupted before the tears could spill over again. She didn\u2019t want to be greedy. She didn\u2019t want to linger longer than she should, afraid that she might not be able to leave at all.\u201d Grandma, you shouldn\u2019t distract me from my studies. I\u2019ll come visit whenever I can.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 111\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda finally relented. \u201cAlright, then. Whatever you say.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Grandma. Please get some rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Glinda obediently lay back down as Wendy walked out of the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the hallway, Wendy found Stanley waiting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve calmed Grandma down. I\u2019ll be leaving now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked at her, his gaze falling on her tear\u2013streaked face. Her eyes, though puffy and red, seemed even brighter after crying. Her pale skin around her eyes was flushed, and her delicate little nose was slightly pink. Even though she stood with her back straight, with a certain stubbornness in her posture, she looked so fragile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked so utterly vulnerable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s voice was quiet. \u201cI\u2019ll have the driver take you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, but no thanks.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, Wendy turned and walked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t look back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley watched as the gates of the estate opened. Her fragile figure quickly faded into the dark night, merging with the cold, endless black.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A heavy weight settled in his chest. He reached up and pulled off his tie, tossing it aside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fine. She could just leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Today\u2019s Bonus Offer\u00a0<\/p>\n
GET IT NOW\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 112\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
My Dad Please Come 111 Chapter 111\u00a0 Chapter 111\u00a0 The truth was, Wendy had long since grown used to it.\u00a0 […]<\/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-28242","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\/28242","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=28242"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28242\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28242"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28242"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28242"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}