Wendy could only ask her best friend for advice.Ding!Cecelia's reply came through. [That means your friend didn't keep her husband satisfied in bed. He got tired of her after just one time.]What? Was that really what happened?Wendy thought about it. To build a long-lasting relationship, the couple had to be congruent in every area, and sexual compatibility was especially important. She knew that men like Stanley had high standards when it came to physical intimacy. He needed a woman who could keep him pleased in the bedroom.Had she failed to keep him satisfied last night? Had Stanley gotten bored of her after just one time?Ding!Another message from Cecelia popped up. [Wendy, don't tell me this friend is actually you! Have you and Stanley slept together?]Wendy didn't know how to respond, so she decided to brush it off for now. She denied it, saying, [It's not me.]Putting her phone down, Wendy fell into an unsettled sleep.She woke up the next morning and went throug
Stanley froze for a moment. Wendy fainted from taking what? A morning-after pill? He wanted to ask more, but before he could, he heard a few beeps, indicating Halsey had hung up the phone.Jessica, who had overheard the conversation, looked at Stanley in shock. "Stanley, Wendy fainted after taking a morning-after pill?"Stanley didn't answer. He immediately pushed Jessica away from him. "I'm going to Clavendale University," he said quickly, his voice tight with urgency.He rushed out the door.Jessica turned to Lilian, her confusion evident. "Mom, what's going on? Nothing happened between Stanley and Wendy. Why would she take a morning-after pill?"Lilian didn't know what to think either, but her face grew serious. "I'll find out what happened."-Stanley arrived at Clavendale University as quickly as possible, heading straight to the school's medical office. "You're finally here! Please, look at Wendy!" Halsey pulled Stanley over to the bed.Stanley lowered his ga
Wendy's pale eyes instantly reddened. She had always known that Stanley knew exactly how to humiliate a person.If he wanted to shame someone, he would do it in the most cruel, humiliating way possible.She hadn't asked Halsey to call him.Even if she had, so what?He was the one who hadn't used any protection!"I understand," Wendy said, her voice thick with emotion. "Don't worry, Mr. Hawk. I won't call you again. You can leave now."She forced herself to lift her gaze, trying to stop the tears from spilling. She didn't want to cry in front of him.Stanley noticed the redness around her eyes, and an unexpected sense of satisfaction surged through him. It felt almost like revenge, like a deep, bitter kind of justice. He knew he hated her. He hated that she didn't show up that night.He had deliberately called Zayn, knowing that he would go looking for her.But she never came.He hated even more that she had called him when she passed out.She got allergic to morning-after
Wendy lay on her side, her back turned to him, while Stanley sat on the edge of the bed. They looked like a married couple in the middle of a bitter argument.Stanley clenched his fists, then, after a long pause, he finally spat out a single word. "Sure."He stood up and walked out.He left.Tears that Wendy had been holding back slipped down her face uncontrollably. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her tear-streaked face. It wasn't a big deal. It was just a bad night. If he didn't have feelings for her, she would just pretend it had been a bad dream.Still, her heart ached. It hurt so much.Wendy knew deep down, she was still in love with Stanley.So deeply in love.-Since that day, Wendy and Stanley hadn't spoken again. The focus of the media during this time, however, was all on Luna.Luna had suddenly joined one of the most talked-about variety shows, and her popularity skyrocketed due to her pure and sweet image. She became known for her innocent persona and
Luna immediately stopped in her tracks. "Wendy, Halsey, what a coincidence! You're both here, too."Wendy and Halsey took a step closer to Luna, but her bodyguards in black blocked their way."Stop right there!" one of the bodyguards ordered.Luna waved her hand dismissively, smiling. "It's fine. They're my classmates."The bodyguards stepped aside, and Wendy and Halsey finally made their way to Luna."Luna, I can't believe you've become a star!" Halsey exclaimed, looking at her in surprise.Luna raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I got myself a boyfriend. He's the one who helped me become a big star.""A boyfriend? Luna, you're dating someone? I've never heard about this boyfriend before," Halsey replied, clearly surprised.Luna flashed a sweet smile. "My boyfriend is handsome and rich, and he spoils me. He loves me a lot."With that, Luna took a step forward and grabbed Wendy's hand. "Wendy, things are going so well for me now. You must be happy for me, right? You must wish me and my
Cecelia had been taken to the police station?Wendy's face turned pale as she hung up the phone. She turned to Halsey. "Halsey, I need to go to the police station!""I'll go with you," Halsey replied, already following her.-At the police station, Wendy and Halsey found Cecelia locked in a holding cell. Wendy grasped Cecelia's cold hands. "Cecelia, what happened? Why are you here?"Cecelia's face was pale, and she looked utterly confused. "Wendy, this is all connected to that celebrity, Luna Fisher."Cecelia explained what had happened. "Luna went to Ella Magazine for a photoshoot. They needed her to do a stunt with a wire, but someone had cut the wire in advance. Luna fell, and she pointed at me, saying she saw me cut the wire. The police arrested me right away. Please, Wendy, you have to believe me! I didn't do it! I didn't cut the wire. I have no reason to harm her!" Cecelia's voice was frantic. Luna had falsely accused her, making it look like she had tried to kill her.
Wendy had already tested the water's temperature. It was lukewarm, not hot at all.Her sharp, clear eyes locked onto Luna's face. "You intentionally framed Cecelia. It wasn't about her at all, was it? It's me you've got an issue with."Luna shrugged nonchalantly, a sly smile spreading across her lips. "Yeah, it is."Halsey was fuming. "Luna, have you lost your mind? Wendy has always considered you a friend. Don't you remember who rushed to save you when Mr. Silva took you away from Gold Vista Hotel? Now that you're a big star, you've forgotten all about that and turned your back on everyone? You're just repaying kindness with malice! What happened to your conscience?"Luna didn't show the slightest bit of guilt. Instead, she coldly chuckled. "Finally, you're saying what's really on your mind. You're just jealous of me. You're jealous because I found a rich boyfriend. You're jealous because I became a big star!"Jealous?Halsey was speechless. "If you're so proud, why don't you ju
Wendy withdrew her gaze and shook her head. "Halsey, I'm fine." She pulled out her phone and dialed the Hawk family's estate. Glinda's voice came through, full of cheer. "Wendy, you finally decided to call! I've missed you so much!" Wendy looked out the window at the sleek, business-class car approaching. "Grandma, I don't have class tonight. I can come back to the family estate for dinner." "That's wonderful! Stanley's coming back tonight too. I'll be waiting for you." "Okay." After ending the call, Wendy turned to Halsey and said, "Halsey, I need to go back to the Hawks.""Alright. Go have dinner with Mrs. Glinda," Halsey replied. Wendy met his gaze. "No, I'm going to find out who's backing Luna." "What?" Halsey blinked, clearly taken aback. -The long Rolls-Royce glided steadily down the road. Zayn drove up front while Luna sat in the back, glancing at the man beside her. Stanley wore a tailored black suit, a handkerchief tucked into his pocket. He
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