But she still couldn't sleep. Soon, there was a soft knock at the door, signaling that someone had arrived.Who could it be this time?Wendy opened the hospital door to find Zayn standing outside, looking hurried. "Mrs. Hawk."Wendy stepped outside. "Zayn, what's going on? Why are you here?"Zayn's face was filled with urgency. "Mr. Hawk has been drugged by the Crone family. You need to go to Imperial Garden and check on him.""But didn't he tell you to find a virgin? I'm not going," Wendy said, turning to go back into her room."Mrs. Hawk!" Zayn called after her. "What Mr. Hawk said about finding someone else—he was just saying that out of anger! You can tell, can't you?"Wendy hesitated for a moment, her hand still on the door handle."Mrs. Hawk, when we were at the resort, Mr. Lowe took the knife for you. But you can't only focus on how he protected you. You also need to see that Mr. Hawk hurt his hand trying to protect you!" Zayn's voice was firm.Wendy slowly turned to fa
Stanley lifted his gaze, and there she was—a figure so delicate it seemed untouched by the dust of the world. Wendy had arrived.His thin lips pressed together in a tight line. "What are you doing here? Who told you to come?"Wendy stepped into the living room, closing the distance between them until she stood right in front of him."Zayn!" Stanley called out, his voice sharp. "Zayn, where's the girl I told you to prepare? Why isn't she here yet?"Silence.No one answered him.Wendy remained quiet as well.Stanley tugged at the collar of his shirt, his frustration evident. "Get out," he snapped at her.Wendy lowered her long, delicate lashes and met his gaze. "Fine. I'll leave, then."She turned on her heel and started to walk away.The next moment, a large, well-defined hand shot out, gripping her slender arm with force. A low, gritted voice, dark with irritation, rang out. "Wendy!"Stanley was so angry he could barely contain it, her name escaping through clenched teeth.
Wendy froze, her body stiffening as she struggled against him. "Stanley, don't!" she pleaded, her voice trembling.Stanley held her tightly and pulled her back onto the couch. Without hesitation, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. Wendy fought him, her hands pushing at his chest, but her resistance only seemed to fuel his intensity. In the heat of the moment, Stanley accidentally knocked over a vase, sending it crashing to the floor. Newspapers and magazines scattered everywhere, adding to the chaos.Eventually, Wendy stopped struggling. Her forehead bumped against the edge of the couch, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Stanley suddenly stilled, his dark eyes widening in shock as he stared down at her. "You're…still…a virgin?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.He had assumed she wasn't. The thought that she might have been untouched had never crossed his mind.Wendy sat up abruptly, her emotions boiling over. In a flash of anger, she
Asleep, Stanley remained still without giving her any response. Just then, Wendy's phone lit up with an incoming call. It was Luna. Wendy answered quickly, and Luna's panicked voice came through. "Wendy, where are you? You need to get back to the dorm right now—Halsey's in trouble!" What? Halsey was in trouble? Wendy immediately hung up and carefully slipped out of Stanley's embrace. She quickly gathered her clothes from the carpet, slipping them on before hurrying out of the room. Wendy left, and soon after, the door to Imperial Garden clicked open, and someone entered silently. It was Luna. Luna had arrived. She walked into the room, taking in the sight of Stanley, still asleep on the couch, and the clothes scattered across the floor. It was clear to anyone what had happened the night before. Stanley and Wendy had slept together. Luna lifted her hands to unbutton her shirt and slowly slipped it off. Then, she laid herself down next to Stanley, gazing
"After Mrs. Hawk entered the hospital room, I followed your instructions and found you a virgin." That virgin was Luna. Stanley's expression remained unchanged, his face an unreadable mask. "I understand." He walked into the bathroom and turned on the cold shower. The icy water cascaded down from his head, and he closed his eyes, letting it wash over him. His body was marked with several scratches, and there was a deep bite mark on his shoulder. He had thought those were from Wendy, but now he realized they weren't. It had all been just a dream. A dream where he imagined being with Wendy. But she never came. Instead, he had ended up with her classmate. Stanley scrubbed his skin hard, trying to erase the marks, as if washing them away would cleanse him. With a loud bang, a heavy punch collided with the wall, sending a crack through the tiles. - Luna had finished dressing and was waiting for Stanley in the study. Soon, Stanley walked in. He had sh
Wendy rushed back to the girls' dorm and found Halsey sitting on her bed, nursing an injured ankle. "Wendy, I'm fine. I just twisted my ankle while walking today. It's swollen, but I applied some ointment, and it'll heal soon. I don't know why Luna told you to come back because of this. It's nothing major." So Halsey had just sprained her ankle. Luna's phone call had been so urgent, saying that something had happened to Halsey, but she hadn't clarified what. Wendy had been scared out of her wits. "Just rest here. Don't walk around too much," Wendy said, inspecting Halsey's swollen ankle. "Got it." After confirming that it wasn't serious, Wendy finally relaxed. Wendy grabbed her pajamas and went into the bathroom for a hot shower. Her body ached all over. And there were the marks from Stanley—hickeys from last night—dotted across her skin. As she stood under the hot water, her mind wandered back to last night. His eyes were fixed on her, intense and fiery, never le
Just then, the sound of a soft ringtone broke the silence—Wendy's phone was ringing. It was Nathan calling."Wendy, I'm being discharged today. If you don't come, I'll have to go home alone," he said, his voice light but with a hint of playfulness.Wendy smacked her forehead, realizing she had forgotten Nathan's discharge day. She quickly grabbed her things and rushed to the hospital.-Stanley had arrived at the hospital and made his way to the VIP ward, where he found Jessica.She was lying on the bed, dressed in an oversized hospital gown. Her face was as pale as paper, and she was still unconscious.Stanley stood by her bed, concern in his eyes. "What happened to Jessica?""Mr. Hawk, last night you left Jessica alone, and she was so upset she collapsed. She was rushed into the operating room for emergency surgery," Harry explained, his voice tight with worry. "The surgery went well, but she's been in a coma ever since."Lilian and Harry were both visibly shaken, their faces
Stanley said that he and Wendy were done.Jessica was overjoyed, throwing herself into Stanley's arms and clinging to him tightly. "Stanley, I know Wendy's great at seducing men. I don't blame you for developing feelings for her, but I know you'll always choose me. The one you really love is still me!"Yes, Stanley had developed some feelings for Wendy, but the one he loved most, the one who truly had his heart, was Jessica—his girl from the cave.Stanley reached out and embraced Jessica in return.Harry looked on with a proud smile, relieved to see Jessica so happy. If she was happy, then as her father, he was happy too.Lilian, too, seemed content, but her eyes flashed with bitterness as her thoughts turned to Wendy. She had never imagined that a country girl like Wendy could make Stanley even a little bit interested in her. That little troublemaker!-Wendy arrived at the hospital, and Nathan had already packed his things, ready to leave."Nathan, I'm sorry. I had someth
At that moment, Edith, Lilian, and Trish all arrived, walking into the hospital room with expressions of surprise and excitement.Edith's eyes sparkled. "The real Dr. Ceylan has really arrived in Hovendale?"Stanley nodded. "Yes, Dr. Ceylan will be attending the dinner tonight."Goodness!The Crone family was buzzing with excitement.Trish, looking starstruck, exclaimed, "The real Dr. Ceylan has finally arrived! The doctor is my idol, my goal—the person I want to be. I can't believe I'm finally going to meet Dr. Ceylan!"Edith added, "Dr. Ceylan is so mysterious, always appearing and disappearing. We've been fooled by the fake Dr. Ceylan before, but now, we'll finally see the doctor's true face."Lilian, too, was curious. "Do you think Dr. Ceylan is a man or a woman?"Jessica shook her head. "I don't know either. We'll have the answer tonight."Edith turned to Stanley with a hopeful look. "Mr. Hawk, can we come with you to the dinner tonight? We all want to meet Dr. Ceylan."S
Wendy felt that it was time for her to finally show herself. The Crone family had been responsible for her father's death, and it was time to settle those scores once and for all. And then, there was Stanley. He had always wanted to know who Dr. Ceylan really was. Well, now she was ready to tell him.-At the CEO's office in Hawk Group, Stanley sat behind his desk, reviewing documents. His hand moved swiftly with a pen as he signed his name in the bottom corner of each page with a sharp, decisive stroke.Just then, the door opened, and Zayn entered quietly. "Mr. Hawk, we've received news about Dr. Ceylan."Stanley paused, the pen hovering in midair. His dark eyes shifted up to meet Zayn's. "Go on.""We've just received word from Dr. Ceylan that the doctor will be attending the dinner tonight. The real Dr. Ceylan has arrived in Hovendale and has arranged to meet with you there."Stanley's expression deepened, his gaze growing darker. He had been searching for Dr. Ceylan for wha
"It's getting late. You should go home and get some rest," Wendy said, her voice calm but firm.Stanley glanced at her, with no intention of moving. "You're right. It's late. Goodnight."Wendy froze.Was he staying here tonight?"Mr. Hawk, hasn't Zayn brought the key yet?" Wendy asked, trying to keep her voice steady."He won't bring it until tomorrow. So tonight, I'll be staying here," Stanley replied smoothly."No," Wendy protested, her voice trembling slightly.Stanley turned to her, his gaze sharp. "I'm informing you, not asking for your permission."Wendy opened her mouth to say something else, but before she could, the world around her seemed to darken. Stanley kissed her again, silencing her with a force that left her breathless.-In the hospital room, Jessica had been dialing Stanley's number relentlessly, but there was no answer.She tried Wendy's number next, but still, no one picked up.What were they doing?Thinking back to the images she had seen during the vi
No! How could this be?Jessica couldn't believe it. She immediately erupted in anger, shouting, "Wendy, what are you doing with Stanley? You little tramp! You must have seduced him! Stanley is my boyfriend now! Don't you have any shame?""Wendy, take a good look! It's your boyfriend harassing me!""You little—" Jessica opened her mouth to say more, but the video call was suddenly disconnected.Inside Royale Residences, Wendy was still pinned under Stanley. She had hoped to say a few more things to Jessica, but before she could, Stanley snatched the phone out of her hand and hung up the call.Stanley's eyes were burning with a dangerous desire. "Done with your rant?"Wendy scoffed. "Not even close! I still have so much to say to Jessica, but I'm sure she's already imagined it all by now. Just you wait."Stanley tossed Wendy's phone onto the coffee table. "If you're done, let's get back to what we were doing."He kissed her again.Wendy couldn't even find the words to respond
"I'm calling Jessica!"Wendy figured that if Stanley was going to act so arrogantly with Samuel's call, she might as well call Jessica and let her see exactly what was going on.Sure enough, the man above her froze. Stanley looked down at her, his eyes intense.Wendy smirked. She knew that name would do the trick. "Stanley, get out of my house right now! Otherwise, I'll tell Jessica about how you're sexually harassing me tonight. She might not be able to do much, but trust me, she can make sure you can't do anything either."Stanley's gaze burned with desire as he looked at her, his voice rough. "Wendy, what's wrong with you?"Wendy blinked in confusion. Why was he asking that when she was talking about Jessica?What was wrong with her?Stanley lowered his head and kissed her soft earlobe. "Wendy, you're leaking."Leaking? Wendy suddenly realized what he meant. Since becoming pregnant, her body had changed, and she had been feeling especially full in her chest lately. Last n
Stanley winced in pain. Wendy was still the same, always biting when she got upset.Without warning, Stanley shoved her backward, pushing her deep into the sofa.Wendy's soft body sank into the cushions. Just as she was about to sit up, Stanley's tall, solid form descended on top of her, pinning her down.She placed both hands on his firm chest, furrowing her brow. "Stanley, what are you—mmph!" Before she could finish, her lips were covered by his. Stanley had lowered his head, capturing her lips in a forceful kiss.Wendy's eyes widened in shock. The last time they had shared an intimate moment like this was back in that village, when he had forced himself on her. After that, nothing. Now, his clean, crisp, and domineering presence overwhelmed her once again. He pried her lips open, invading her mouth with his. Wendy's mind went blank."Stanley, let go of me!"Wendy struggled against him, her hands pressing against the black fabric of his suit jacket. Her fingers brushed a d
Stanley scanned the room. "This place must have cost quite a bit to decorate, huh?"Wendy shrugged. "So what?""Did Samuel pay for all of this?""Yeah, he paid for everything. He bought the luxury car, the mansion—everything. I just brought my stuff and moved in."Stanley pressed his lips together in thought. Then, his eyes landed on something on the coffee table."What's this?" Stanley moved toward the table.Wendy looked up, her clear eyes suddenly narrowing in shock. On the coffee table was a pregnancy test.Wendy reached out to grab it, but Stanley was faster. He snatched up the test before she could.He glanced at the test, then at her. "Why did you buy a pregnancy test?"Wendy quickly scanned it. Thankfully, it was a new one, and there were no two red lines—thankfully, it didn't reveal that she was pregnant.Since Stanley didn't want kids and had no plans of being a father, she hadn't planned on telling him.Wendy wasn't sure what his reaction would be. If he knew she w
On the other side, Stanley pulled Wendy out of the bar, his long strides quick and confident. Wendy could barely keep up, stumbling behind him.Wendy frowned. "Stanley, let go of me!"Stanley opened the door of his luxury car and shoved her into the passenger seat before he slid into the driver's seat.The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped down the road, the city's neon lights casting a glow on the sleek car. Wendy raised an eyebrow. "Did you finish dinner already? Was the lady's dance not enough to keep you around?"Stanley's sudden appearance at the bar had caught Wendy off guard, especially since she had just seen him watching a group of beautiful dancers moments ago.His hand, adorned with an expensive watch, rested on the steering wheel. The city's lights reflected off his sharp, handsome face, making him look both refined and striking. "You saw me?" he asked, his voice smooth.Wendy nodded. "Yeah. Your charm seems endless. Everywhere, there's someone falling for you."Stanley's
Dwight grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his handsome face, not saying a word. He wasn't in the mood to talk.The first time he did something bad, and she caught him. His luck was unbelievable.Halsey reached out and pulled the blanket off his face. "Dwight, talk to me. Why are you watching this?"Now, Dwight lay flat on the bed, one long leg hanging off the edge. His posture was relaxed, but there was an untamed, wild energy about him—reckless, carefree.Halsey snatched the blanket off his face, her soft body pressing into him, her weight on top of him.Dwight, feeling resigned, let go of any pretense. "So what if I watched it?""You…" Halsey was left speechless by his shamelessness.Dwight looked at her small, oval face. "You can leave now.""I'm not leaving.""Then what do you want?""I want to watch too!"Dwight narrowed his eyes and reached for the phone, trying to stop her from seeing it.But Halsey had already clicked on the video. She was curious, after all—she