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Wendy froze, unsure of what he meant.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wasn\u2019t the ruby necklace meant for Jessica?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why was he asking if she liked it?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Could it be that he bought two\u2013one for Jessica and one for her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t entirely impossible. He had the money, after all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy found it almost laughable. No matter his intentions she wasn\u2019t going to keep second\u2013guessing him or chasing after him anymore. That night on the highway had ready settled everything between them\u2013they no longer owed each other.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She put her phone away without replying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, Jessica walked over with a bright smile on her face. \u201cWendy, you\u2019re here too?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her mood was clearly great, likely because she\u2019d heard Stanley was giving her a ruby necklace. She was someone who loved luxury, and knowing about that gift had clearly made her day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy nodded. \u201cJust came by to hang out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley\u2019s planning a trip with me and Sienna to a resort in a couple of days. It\u2019s famous for its hot springs, and we\u2019re going to relax in the baths. You and Nathan should come too!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy knew Jessica wasn\u2019t being entirely sincere. Ever since Nathan\u2019s birthday party, Jessica had been making\u00a0<\/p>\n
her move.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy met her gaze and smiled slightly. \u201cSounds good. I have time, anyway.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Wendy and Halsey returned to the dorm, Wendy took a quick hot shower. By the time she was done, her phone rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was a call from Stanley.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her heart skipped a beat as she picked it up, hearing his deep, magnetic voice from the other side. \u201cCome outside.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wanted her to come out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy hesitated for a moment before throwing on a jacket and heading out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Rolls\u2013Royce Phantom was parked at the gate, just like last time. As she walked out, she saw him leaning against the expensive car, looking as sharp as ever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley had returned from his business trip, wearing a black, thin coat over a white shirt and a black business vest. He looked every bit the sophisticated businessman. Students passing by couldn\u2019t help but glance at him, some even turning around to take a second look.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was said that CEOS like him had a thing for young students, but honestly, how could these fresh\u2013faced girls not be drawn to a wealthy, handsome boss like Stanley?\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was the second time he had parked his car at Clavendale University\u2019s gate. Lately, he had been coming by\u00a0<\/p>\n
more often.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy jogged over. \u201cHey, Mr. Hawk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Stanley straightened up, his gaze falling on her face. \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you respond to my text?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was referring to the WhatsApp message about whether she liked the necklace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy decided to lie. \u201cI didn\u2019t see it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s expression grew slightly colder. Without saying another word, he opened the passenger side door and pulled out a bag, handing it to her. \u201cHere.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy saw the Alber logo on the bag. Inside was the ruby and diamond necklace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Right after returning from his trip, he came to give her the necklace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy didn\u2019t take it. \u201cThank you, but I can\u2019t accept this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s eyes narrowed slightly. She had just showered, her long black hair cascading down her back in soft waves, her face fresh and unmade\u2013up\u2013smooth, flawless skin like a peeled lychee.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked so pure, so innocent, that it was hard not to be drawn in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As she spoke, she looked up at him with those watery eyes, the same way she had that night in the car\u2013soft, sweet, and obedient.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s voice dropped, a bit colder this time. \u201cYou don\u2019t like it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy shook her head. \u201cMr. Hawk, you don\u2019t have to give me gifts. I told you that night\u2013please don\u2019t come looking for me again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His expression darkened in an instant. He sneered, a bitter laugh escaping him. Without another word, he tossed the bag into a nearby trash can.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley got into the Rolls\u2013Royce, slammed the door shut, and with a press of the accelerator, sped off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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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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