Chapter 144\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy cried uncontrollably, her voice breaking with emotion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re always so angry with me\u2026 Why does it matter if I put on makeup or wear lipstick? Jessica does it every day, and you never yell at her\u2026 If she had been the one taken, you\u2019d be hugging her, calling her \u2018babe\u2018\u2026 You just hate me, don\u2019t you? Why do you hate me so much?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her sobs were raw and desperate, her delicate shoulders trembling with each breath. Her eyes were swollen and red, her nose pink, like a rose about to bloom, and tears fell in sparkling drops, endlessly streaming down her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s expression shifted, his face turning pale. He quickly crouched down beside her, his hand reaching out.\u201d Wendy, please, stop crying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hardly ever cried in front of him. The only time he\u2019d seen her cry before was in her sleep, when she had sobbed out for her mother to stay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was the second time, and it was because of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t bear to see her in tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley gently wiped a tear from her cheek. \u201cJessica wears makeup and lipstick, but you\u2019re not like her\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy had a natural, pure beauty\u2013like a fairy. When she wore makeup, it only made her more striking, especially the red lipstick. Her lips, painted a soft cherry, looked like a ripe peach\u2013sensual, tempting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica could wear makeup and lipstick without a problem.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But for Wendy, it seemed like it always led to trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was different from Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s tears didn\u2019t stop. Instead, they kept coming, and as he wiped them away, more fell. Her eyes, glossy with unshed tears, glared at him, filled with frustration and hurt\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to explain. You\u2019re just biased. Jessica is perfect, and I\u2019m not.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley wasn\u2019t used to comforting girls, and now he found himself lost. Why were there so many tears?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He softened his tone, his voice low and raspy with regret. \u201cWendy, I\u2019m sorry. I shouldn\u2019t have been so harsh. Please, stop crying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Wendy\u2019s tears didn\u2019t slow. She couldn\u2019t understand why Stanley hated her so much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, in a mix of anger and sorrow, Wendy bit down on his firm wrist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, she didn\u2019t bite hard, and Stanley didn\u2019t feel any pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t say anything. He was willing to let her bite him if it meant she\u2019d stop crying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy released him, sniffing and wiping her nose, and then asked softly, \u201cDoes it hurt?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley wasn\u2019t sure how other men would react to a partner like Wendy\u2013one who would angrily bite you in frustration and then, in the next moment, feel sorry for you and ask if it hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t sure what other men would do, but at that moment, his heart felt like it was melting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had always known Wendy was trying to seduce him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And, truth be told, he liked it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 144\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s way of tempting him was something he welcomed. He had always been drawn to it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked at her, his gaze deep and intense, and shook his head. \u201cNo, it doesn\u2019t.\u201c.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy wrapped her slender arms around herself. \u201cI want to take a shower. Please, leave.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stood and walked out of the shower.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Moments later, Zayn entered the room. \u201cMr. Hawk, Mr. Andrews is here. He knows the situation isn\u2019t good, and now he\u2019s heard that Mr. Paul is in your hands. He\u2019s here to get him back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s face was expressionless, his lips curling into a cold smile. \u201cTell him to wait in the study.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the study, Frank and Ursula were already waiting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frank looked at Stanley, his voice sincere but with an underlying urgency.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley, this is all Paul\u2019s fault. He must have lost his mind to mess with your wife. I\u2019m here to apologize on his behalf. But you know how it is\u2013the Andrews family only has one heir. Stanley, you\u2019re like family to us. Considering the long\u2013standing friendship between the Hawk and Andrews families, I\u2019m asking you to release my son.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 145\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 145\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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