
{"id":28263,"date":"2026-02-06T07:04:21","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:04:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-132\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T07:04:21","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T07:04:21","slug":"under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-132","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-132\/","title":{"rendered":"Under the Glazed Moon Novel Chapter 132"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>My Dad Please Come 132<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 132\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Glinda quickly understood. \u201cAlright, alright. Now I can relax,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy was over the moon. She hooked her arm through Glinda\u2019s and said, \u201cGrandma, you\u2019re rarely out, so let me take you out and have some fun.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Glinda\u2019s face lit up with a smile. \u201cThat sounds wonderful! love going out and having fun.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy and Halsey took Glinda out to the main street, where they passed a milkshake shop.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halsey grinned. \u201cWendy, let\u2019s grab a milkshake. They\u2019ve got a new Taro flavor, and it\u2019s delicious!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy nodded eagerly. \u201cSure.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Glinda looked curiously at them. \u201cYou two are getting milkshakes?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy knew that in some families, elders typically didn\u2019t allow younger people to drink things like milkshakes. She quickly explained, \u201cGrandma, actually, having a milkshake every once in a while isn\u2019t bad for your health\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCould you get me one too? I\u2019d like to try it,\u201d Glinda suddenly said.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy froze in surprise. Glinda leaned over the milkshake counter, her eyes sparkling with excitement. \u201cI\u2019ll have the strawberry milkshake with sprinkles. That looks so good!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy and Halsey exchanged amused glances and laughed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>There was something refreshing about having a fashionable, fun\u2013loving elder in the family.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy waved her hand. \u201cMiss, one strawberry milkshake with sprinkles for my grandma, please!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At a five\u2013star restaurant, the manager approached to greet Stanley and Jessica. \u201cMr. Hawk, Ms. Crone, please\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>follow me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley had brought Jessica here for a candlelit dinner.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley was dressed in a sharp black suit, tall and dignified, while Jessica wore a beautiful, soft\u2013looking silk dress, looking every bit the picture of elegance. They made a perfect couple.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The restaurant was filled with the sound of a piano, creating a refined, romantic atmosphere.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They were seated by the window, and the restaurant manager helped Jessica pull out her chair. She smiled warmly and said, \u201cStanley, I heard that Wendy got into a fight at school today.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When Stanley heard that, his face darkened slightly, his patience wearing thin. \u201cLet\u2019s not talk about her tonight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t want to discuss Wendy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Although Jessica hadn\u2019t been able to use the fight as an excuse to get Wendy expelled from Clavendale University, she still felt satisfied with the way Stanley reacted.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAlright, I won\u2019t bring her up again.\u201d Jessica lifted her wine glass. \u201cTo us, Stanley.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley didn\u2019t want to think about Wendy, as the thought of her irritated him. He picked up his glass, ready to toast with Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 132\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as their glasses were about to touch, he paused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Through the polished glass windows of the restaurant, he saw something on the street outside. There was a milkshake shop across the road, and an elderly woman was holding a cup of strawberry milkshake with sprinkles, sipping it with such delight that her cheeks puffed out, as though she\u2019d discovered a hidden treasure.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley\u2019s eyes widened in disbelief. Wasn\u2019t that his grandmother?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman disappeared from his line of sight, and Stanley quickly denied it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No, it couldn\u2019t have been her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Glinda was at the Hawk family\u2019s estate. She hadn\u2019t been out of the house for years. The woman outside didn\u2019t dress like her, and there was no luxury car picking her up either.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The most important detail was that Glinda had never, ever had milkshakes!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStanley? Stanley, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d Jessica called.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley snapped back to reality. He figured his imagination had been playing tricks on him. He\u2019d been so wrapped up in everything with Wendy that he was probably seeing things.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He clinked glasses with Jessica. \u201cIt\u2019s nothing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Outside, Wendy had led Glinda away from the milkshake shop. The three of them soon stopped at a nearby location.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was a foot massage parlor!\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 132 Chapter 132\u00a0 Glinda quickly understood. \u201cAlright, alright. 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