Wendy's POVGeorge had a serious expression while keeping his eyes on the road with his hands tightly gripping the wheel and his knuckles turning white.That accidental kiss was still fresh in my mind. It was a mistake, a silly one that happened. But I couldn't forget it. I still felt the quick and surprising warmth of his mouth on mine when we fell a while back.I saw the shock in his eyes, and for a moment before he pulled away. He's been different since then, less like a king and more... personal. I looked at his profile silently admiring him.He seemed different not just older but in the way he felt, the way he moved. I had built strong walls around my heart and I wasn't sure if I was ready to tear them down, even for him. Even though a part of me deep down wanted to.I moved around in my seat while trying to ignore my racing heart while The man we caught was lying in the trunk. We were both really stressed out. He had been hinting at me that he was interested. He's a tough and co
Wendy's POVDaven drove the car through the scene outside our house. The morning sun reflected off many cameras all trying to take my picture.“Ready Miss Ashton?” Daven asked his voice calm despite the disorder. I liked how calm he was.“As ready as I'll be” I said taking a deep breath. I didn't want them to see me get nervous. I grabbed the door handle the cold metal a small comfort.The moment I got out of the car I was hit with a lot of questions. Microphones were pushed in my face reporters shouted over each other their voices a loud mix of accusations and weird curiosity.“Miss Ashton can you comment on the accusations?”“How do you feel being back after all these years?”“Did you expect to return as an Omega?”“Is it true that you were behind the cyber attack?”I ignored them my eyes on the big entrance of the pack house. It was the same stone the same big building but it seemed smaller less scary than I recalled. I made my way through the crowd Daven behind me protecting me fr
Wendy's POVMy eyes met Brittany's across the crowded room but Brittany's eyes didn't show shock, they showed anger, like more trouble was cooking inside her.A slow smile spread across my face. Rosina was running, her plans were out, and her power was falling apart. Brittany was next. This thought excited me, it felt like I was winning. I kept looking at Brittany for a moment, letting her understand my smile, before I turned and walked away with the room's chatter fading out.I could feel George's eyes on me, but I didn't stop. I kept walking steadily and confidently with my head held high, until I reached the doors and went out into the free space.Daven was already there, leaning against my car, with his big smile on his face. "Miss Wendy! That was great! You totally beat them. We won, Miss Wendy! We really won!" His voice shook with excitement as he stood up.I stood in front of him with my face not showing the same excitement. "Won? Daven, this isn't over yet. Rosina is gone, but
George's POVI honked the horn on my car. I knew it was childish, but thinking about Wendy’s reaction made me smile like crazy. I’d spent the whole afternoon adjusting it to be just the right amount. Her door opened, and then she showed up.I couldn't breathe. She walked down the steps like she was floating, wearing a dress. I didn't even notice the color or the fabric, just how it flowed with her, how the light highlighted every curve. The dress was both elegant and incredibly sexy, and she wore it perfectly. It didn't matter what the dress looked like. It was her in the dress that mattered.I quickly turned off the car and jumped out, rushing to her side. I opened the door for her, my heart beating fast. "Wendy," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "You look… absolutely beautiful."She hesitated before taking my hand, looking at me a bit longer than she had to. "George," she said, her voice polite but not too friendly. "Thanks for the ride." She got into the car. I could feel my
Wendy's POVThe glass doors opened as I walked into the lobby of my office building. The quiet sound of the air and the gentle typing on computers filled the room like a nice background noise. But today, there was something more - a quiet excitement, a soft murmur of people talking. I didn't need to see them to know they were talking about it, about her. About Queen Rosina, the mean person finally shown for who she really was.I walked past the front desk, the quiet talking fading away, but I heard a few things - “bad person.” “mean plans.” “finally caught.” It seemed everyone knew about Rosina's dishonesty now, and it was ruining her reputation. I let a small smile show on my face. It was a good day, a very good day. I was finally getting my life back to normal.Arriving at my office door, I swiped my card, the lock opening with a nice click. My office was calm and quiet, which soothed me. I went to my desk, the shiny surface reflecting the morning sun, and sat down. I checked the la
George's POVWendy’s hurt and disappointed face kept flashing in my mind. I kept replaying the date, feeling regret with every mistake. What could I have done better? How could I have reached her heart? These questions circled, with no answers, until the early light of morning started to come through the curtains.I finally fell asleep, but only for a little while. I woke up suddenly, grabbing my phone. The calendar showed Wendy's birthday. I felt a rush of panic and guilt. I had been so focused on feeling sorry for myself that I almost forgot. I threw off the covers, my heart pounding. I needed to fix this, or at least try. I hadn’t forgotten her birthday. I planned everything, and I needed to show her I still care and haven’t given up on us.I wrote a letter, sharing my regret and hope for her happiness. I called my helper and told him to send it with a bunch of her favorite red roses and a box of the fanciest chocolates I could find. I didn’t mind the cost all that mattered was Wen
George's POVAs soon as I entered the restaurant, I knew I had made a mistake. The flash of the cameras still hurt my eyes, and Brittany's grip on my arm was too tight as she leaned in to say something pointless about choosing the place. But none of that mattered anymore.Because there she was. Wendy.My breath caught. Her laugh sounded out, gentle and sweet, like a memory that stuck with me. She was really smiling. And next to her was a man I didn't know, but he seemed like a big deal. He sat up straight, his suit was perfectly clean, and the smile on his face was a bit too confident as he leaned in close to her, whispering in her ear.I almost froze on the spot. Almost."George?" Brittany's voice woke me up from my trance. Her fake niceness annoyed me as she gave a big smile to the photographers behind us.Then Wendy looked at me. The smile on her face went away for a second, but that was all I needed to see. I knew she was just as surprised as I was. She didn't think I'd be here to
Wendy's POVI still had the crumpled napkin in my hand when I felt bad about acting on instinct. My heart beat fast as Derek sat across from me, his blue eyes wide with confusion and, I think, curiosity. He hadn't stopped looking at me since I kissed him - a kiss that I knew was a big mistake and would cause trouble.Derek said, “Wendy...” His deep voice cut through my jumbled thoughts. He leaned forward, his eyebrows scrunched up in a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. “What... what does that kiss mean?”I sighed and tossed the napkin on the table, rubbing my head. I was so tired of George and his jealousy. And I was tired of letting it get to me. “Prince Derek.” I said calmly. I had to be careful not to make him angry, but also not to bring up old feelings between me and my ex-husband.“Maybe we should talk about this tomorrow. I...” I raised my hands in frustration. “Tonight has been more complicated than I thought it would be.”Derek blinked, his mouth opening like he wanted to dis
Wendy's POVI sat on the edge of my bed, the pregnancy test still sitting on the bathroom counter. Two pink lines. Positive. The result kept flashing in my mind, over and over again, until it felt like it was carved into my skull.Pregnant.My hand drifted toward my stomach. A life—George’s child—growing inside me. I should have been freaking out more, panicking, but instead, I felt… numb.No part of me regretted it. Not really. But the weight of what this meant… that was the part I wasn’t ready to face yet.How was I supposed to tell George? Or was I even going to tell him at all?My phone buzzed beside me. I glanced at the screen. A message from George.George: Are you okay? Wendy, answer me.I sighed and tossed the phone aside. He wasn’t going to let this go. I know how relentless George can be especially when he suspects that something might be happening.I rested my head back on the bed, nothing was running through my mind. I stared at the ceiling, trying to know what to think f
Wendy's POV "Why?"I was about to answer, but suddenly a strange wave of dizziness hit me. My head screamed."Wendy?" George stepped toward me. "Are you okay?"I forced a smile. "I'm fine."His eyes burned with concern. "You don't look fine.""I'm just…" The dizziness started again, and this time, it was followed by a twist in my stomach. I pressed a hand to my mouth as a wave of nausea climbed up my throat."Excuse me—" My voice broke as I turned away from him, practically running toward the bathroom in the conference room.I almost didn't make it to the sink when I was vomiting. My hands gripped the cold sink as my stomach was poured out , my body trembling.Behind me, I heard the door open. "Wendy?" George's voice was sharp with alarm. "What's …”"I'm fine," I said , choking, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Just… give me a second."He didn’t listen. In a second, he was beside me, his hand brushing the hair away from my face. "This isn’t fine, Wendy. What’s wrong?"I sh
Chapter 154.George's POV. She hung the call before I could say Jack.I picked my car key before I stormed out of my office, gaining attention from the staff, especially my secretary who was , at that time, in the office with me.The drive to the Peak Hotel felt longer because of the packed road. My hands tightened around the steering wheel as I drove through the traffic, my mind running with different thoughts. Wendy already knew. Of course, she knew. Nico and the others , I should have known they wouldn't be able to keep up the act for long."Shit," I muttered under my breath as I pulled into the hotel's driveway. The valet approached, but I waved him off and parked the car myself. My heart was hammering as I stepped into the hard floor of the hotel, the soft hum of music didn't help with the situation, I just felt sick to my stomach.Conference room A2B. I knew exactly where it was.I spotted her the moment I pushed the door open. Wendy stood at the window, arms crossed, her b
Wendy's POV.I stood in front of Peak Hotel, taking my time to admire the luxurious building while the valet left to park my car.When he returned the keys to me, I exhaled sharply before I entered the hotel.Conference room A2B. I really hope I get it in the nick of time.Minutes later, which is still in my favor, I was standing behind the mahogany door, inhaling and exhaling.I hated to admit how nervous I was. And anyone in this situation will probably be more nervous than I am. The investors are not just investors, they are big in the industry.For them to have picked my business to invest in, I must not mess anything up. And God help me with that.I wondered why they're not public, but I knew they couldn't care less.Hesitantly, I got myself to knock.“Come in,” a timbre voice said. I opened the door. a short gasp fell out of my mouth.The first thing that took my breath was the floor-to-ceiling windows that were as clear as air.In the middle of the room sat a long ebony table g
Wendy's POV.I was going to leave. But I have to close an important deal, before I hand over my business to an expert.Yes, I was planning to leave it all and go, and that's how my meek revenge plan went.I will leave till I hear the news, that maybe one of them is out of the way – either in prison or…who knows.That's how weak I am, I'm not taking revenge, am running from revenge, hoping someone will take it for me.I was deep in my thoughts when someone interrupted me.“Berlin,” I called.I eyed the man in front of me. He was in a corporate wear of suit pants and ironed out shirt.“Any news?” I asked, knowing he wouldn't be here if there was no news.He nodded. I gestured for him to continue.“Apparently Alpha George had a blow match with Beta Edward,” he reported.Immediately my eyes squeezed shut as I took in the information.“Was anyone hurt?” I pushed further.“The angle it was taken from showed it vividly,” he said as he showed me the picture.I zoomed in on it and my heart s
Wendy's POV.My fingers traced the thick rim of the wine glass while I waited for him in the same grand restaurant I have always wanted to go.I knew he would want an explanation. Or maybe just something to let him know he's in his right senses.And he is, but I'm not.As my focus drifted , I let George linger in my mind – his touch, his warmth…everything.A sharp knock on the table pulled me from my thoughts.George appeared with a wide smile but I maintained a straight face. He looked dejected at that instance and of course, I beat myself up for it.“Why did you leave? – I thought you were ready to stay,” he finally said after a long, uncomfortable moment of silence.“It was just a fling and you know that,” I said almost immediately, like I had practiced my response. I bit my inner cheeks. I don't want to sound harsh to him.“Really? But I'm not ready to call anything a fling with you,” he said, his face dripping with determination.I sucked in. How am I going to make it clear to h
Chapter 150.Wendy's POV. The golden light filtered into the bedroom, directly into my eyes.My eyes immediately squinted as they made contact with the streaks of sunlight. I turned over to the other side and I saw him, still sound asleep.The events of the previous day played in my head like a perfectly working CD, and a blush crept up my face.I was still naked, given that I was undressed after the warm but not near innocent bath.It was the best sex I have ever had, with George of course because we both wanted to savor the moment and take everything it has to offer. To be honest, i didn't rethink or regret my decision as at yesterday. But now that I'm awake and he's not, I feel I need a moment to know what's next.It's definitely a topic we would still discuss, and I don't think I'm ready to make our ‘fling’ more than that.All I want in my life for now is for my business to thrive. I know it's already among the top three, but still I want more.Whitney Decodes must be a worldwi
Chapter 149.Wendy's POV.He was taking too much time outside with Brittany.I didn't tell him it was Brittany because I was scared to see his reaction. What if he didn't look as angry as I wanted him to be?.When he opened the front door, I turned back from the staircase.I loathed to admit but yes, I was eavesdropping.And I heard everything. The point where Brittany called me a girl to the point he defended me, saying I'm the woman he loves.Still, I was feeling both emotions. Jealousy and happiness.Jealousy that Brittany was standing in his front and I know she won't keep her hands to herself.And happiness that he finally spelt it out to her how important he said I am to him.As he left his final words and turned to enter, I quickly ran into hiding.He sat on the couch, fuming.I gently walked towards him, “You're fuming,” I said behind him and he immediately looked back.Terror was written on his face and he walked to the back of the chair where I was.“You’re here,” he said an
Chapter 148.Wendy's POV.He immediately caught me, and we found ourselves in an awkward position.His knees were bent to support mine and his arms wrapped around my shoulder - my back to be precise.Only that I can't afford to be precise at this moment. My chest kept threatening to erupt and I could feel his calculated breathings.Everything was not normal, and the casual air seemed to be replaced with tension - sexual tension.After what seemed like eternity, he detached his arms slowly and carefully, but as I was about steadying myself, his hands slip and I fell butts flat on the floor.“Fuck, are you okay?” he exclaimed immediately crouching down to my level.He touched my arm in a bid to apologize but I shook under his touch which made him retract immediately.“I'm sorry,” he said, standing up from the floor.He reached out his hand and I took it hesitantly. I dusted my clothes immediately and I was back on my feet.“It was a mistake, I know,” I said and he nodded, pinching his f