Nathan immediately recognized Wendy.Jessica hadn't expected Wendy to be on the dance floor, especially not dancing so provocatively. Wendy's graceful figure swayed with the music, her movements so relaxed and natural that her body effortlessly formed a seductive curve. Her hips swayed provocatively, reminiscent of the famous hip thrusts seen in pop girl groups.As a dancer herself, Jessica couldn't help but admit that Wendy danced better than her. Wendy was more precise, more alluring, and, if she were honest, more seductive.The men in 1996 Bar couldn't take their eyes off Wendy, some even whistling and shouting in admiration. The room was buzzing with excitement, and the men's gazes spoke volumes.Jessica clenched her jaw. Could this country bumpkin dance too? She, the lead dancer of a ballet troupe, was now being outshined effortlessly by Wendy, who seemed to be stealing the spotlight with little effort.Why was it always her?At that moment, Jessica felt a shift at her waist
Wendy chose to ignore him. "I don't know him."With those four words, Stanley's lips curled into a mocking smile, silently ridiculing Wendy.Wendy didn't know Nathan, but Cecelia did. It seemed like a good show was about to unfold. Nathan was Stanley's best friend.Cecelia chuckled. "Nathan, I think we should skip the drink. Wendy needs to head home."Nathan immediately grabbed his car keys. "Then I'll drive you both."Nathan followed Wendy and Cecelia as they walked away.As the three of them left, Benny and the other rich heirs started to murmur in disbelief. "What's going on? Does Nathan have an eye for Wendy?""But Wendy is still married to Stanley. Does that mean Stanley is going to get cheated on by his wife and his best friend?" Benny asked. Just as Benny finished speaking, Stanley's sharp gaze landed on him, his eyes like daggers. Benny immediately fell silent.Stanley grabbed his car keys. "You guys enjoy yourselves. I'm leaving."Sienna helplessly tugged at Jessica
"Ahhh!"Jessica's scream made Stanley slam the brakes, bringing the Rolls-Royce to a sudden halt.Jessica gasped for breath, terrified out of her wits. "Stanley, why were you driving so fast?"Stanley's face remained cold and dark. He glanced up, noticing that the Lamborghini, which had nearly caught up with them, had already zoomed past while he was stopping.Stanley pressed his lips together. "Are you hurt?"Jessica shook her head. "I'm fine."She then muttered, "I can't believe Wendy's caught Nathan's eye. Did you see how she was dancing in the club? I mean, she grew up in the countryside, dropped out of school at 16, and learned all these tricks to seduce men. She's completely lost herself—so shameless, so self-destructive!"Stanley's gaze grew cold as the image of Wendy's soft, seductive movements in the club flashed through his mind. Jessica wasn't wrong—Wendy had indeed learned all those seductive techniques. Even Nathan, who was usually so hard to impress, had been capti
The phone clicked off with two beeps, and Stanley was left staring at the screen in stunned silence.That damned woman actually hung up on him!At that moment, the butler Freddy walked over. Stanley gave him an order, "Freddy, call Wendy and tell her that Grandma isn't feeling well. We need her to come back immediately!"Freddy was momentarily taken aback. "But, sir, your grandmother has already taken the medicine Mrs. Hawk prepared and is resting. She's feeling fine."Stanley's temper flared, his voice deep and dangerous. "Tell a lie! Don't you get it?"Freddy hesitated again, clearly uncomfortable. "Sir, isn't it a bit harsh to lie to Mrs. Hawk? Over these past three years, she has been taking care of both you and your grandmother. She's been very hard-working. Let her go out and relax tonight, it won't hurt."Stanley's gaze was icy, his voice like a blade. "Freddy, are you going to make the call or not?"Perhaps Stanley's glare was too intense, because Freddy immediately pull
Although Wendy had a troubled childhood, she never lost the courage to love. Whether it was Lilian or Stanley, she had always loved them passionately and actively. Loving someone didn't mean being humble or inferior, and it certainly didn't give anyone the right to mistreat her, especially when she didn't love anymore. She no longer loved Stanley.Stanley studied her serene face with cold eyes, his lips twisting into a mocking smile. "You really don't love me anymore?""Yes—mmph!" Wendy started to answer, but before she could finish, he leaned down and forcefully pressed his lips to hers.Her mind exploded, a rush of blankness filling her thoughts. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she realized he had unexpectedly kissed her.It wasn't their first kiss, but the last time in the shower, she had pulled him in and kissed him. Now, it was him kissing her.Wendy immediately struggled, raising her hands to push him away. "Stanley, let me go!"Stanley's strong, broad frame pressed he
This man!Wendy was furious. She stood on her tiptoes and bit the corner of Stanley's lip."Ugh!" Stanley winced in pain, a faint taste of blood filling his mouth. She had drawn blood with that bite.He grabbed her face, squeezing it until her lips formed an "O" shape. His eyes were full of anger. "What are you, a dog? Do you always have to bite people?"Wendy shot him a defiant look. "You should be thinking about how to explain that cut on your lip to Jessica tomorrow. Even though Nathan took your place, isn't Jessica stuck with my second-hand goods?"Stanley stared at her, speechless.Second-hand goods? This damned woman!"We can hook up with other people, but you can't be with Nathan!" "Why?" Wendy asked, her voice calm but mocking.In truth, Stanley saw Nathan as a good friend. He couldn't stand the thought of it. He looked Wendy up and down with disdain. "You think Nathan would be interested in you? Keep dreaming! You only know how to shake your hips on the dance flo
Stanley had just finished his shower, wearing a black silk pajama. His damp, short hair hung loosely, droplets of water glistening like mist. He looked fresher and more youthful than his usual well-dressed, suit-clad self.Wendy glanced at him for a moment. The man truly was blessed with good looks.Just then, his phone rang. It was a call from Zayn. He grabbed his phone and answered the call."Mr. Hawk, Dr. Ceylan accepted your invitation to meet tomorrow at the naturopathy center." Zayn's voice came through.Stanley's expression remained stoic. "Last time, Dr. Ceylan came and left without a word. Tomorrow, I'll get a glimpse of that mysterious person."Wendy felt a chill at the back of her neck. This was bad.Stanley had never forgotten how Dr. Ceylan had canceled their last meeting. He wasn't the type to let someone play games with him, and he was determined to see Dr. Ceylan tomorrow.Stanley then looked over at Wendy. "Aren't you going to take a shower?""Right." Wendy qui
Though they had been married for over three years, Stanley had never shared a bedroom with Wendy. In fact, he hadn't shared a bed with any woman, making this moment entirely new to him.As he watched her carefully applying skincare, moving from one product to the next, Stanley found it all rather intriguing.Wendy, noticing his gaze, turned her head toward him.Stanley didn't have time to look away, and their eyes met.Wendy shot him a glare. "What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?""You should spend some time reading to improve yourself. No matter how pretty you make yourself, you're still just a vase," Stanley replied coolly. Wendy, who had just been labeled a "vase", wanted to curse aloud. She vowed that she would blind the arrogant Stanley with her brilliance.Without responding, she climbed into bed, pulling the covers up.At that moment, Stanley's phone rang with a soft chime. He glanced down and saw that it was a message from Dave at Ha
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
It was porn.The moment the audio filled the room, Dwight immediately realized what was going on and quickly shut it off.He sent two words to Warren. [Wanna die?]Warren laughed. [You have a girlfriend now. You should start learning. It's time to widen your horizons.]Dwight quickly replied, [Shut up!]Warren didn't dare to send another message.Dwight returned to studying Phantom's files. Before he knew it, half an hour had passed. He was lying on the bed, his arm resting behind his head. His mind was in a chaotic swirl, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.His mind had always been calm before.But after meeting Halsey, things started to feel a little off.Somehow, Dwight found himself reaching for his phone again and clicking on the video.In the room next door, Halsey and Madeline had already settled into bed, chatting.Halsey asked, "How's your mom's health been lately?"Madeline nodded. "She's much better. After the last time she went to the hospital and got
And on top of that, Halsey had taken off her outer clothes.Halsey let out a soft gasp. "Ah—mmm!"She was about to cry out again, but Dwight quickly covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her."Don't make a sound," he whispered urgently. "My mom and my sister are in the house. Do you want them to see us like this?"Halsey blinked, her wide eyes filled with surprise as she looked at him. She pulled his hand away. "I won't make a sound. Just put me down."Dwight released his hold, and Halsey carefully climbed off him.However, as she moved, her hand brushed against something. It wasn't the first time she had touched it, but this time, curiosity got the better of her, and she reached out. "What's this?""Halsey, don't touch that!" Dwight tried to stop her hand from reaching any further.Yet, Halsey was too quick. He couldn't stop her in time.Dwight's body stiffened. A flush of desire spread across his face, creeping up from the corners of his eyes.Halsey quickly realized wh
Halsey stared out the window at the pouring rain. How was she supposed to get back to school in this weather?Madeline spoke up. "Halsey, it's too dangerous to go back in this rain. Why don't you stay here tonight?"Tina nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Halsey, stay here. You can sleep in Maddy's room."Tina liked Halsey a lot, but she was also very clear about boundaries. She wouldn't allow Halsey to sleep in the same room as Dwight.Halsey smiled and nodded. "Alright. Looks like I'm staying with you tonight, Maddy."Madeline happily linked arms with Halsey. "Come on! I'll show you to my room."Once inside Madeline's room, Madeline pulled out a new nightgown. "This is new. You can wear it."Halsey took it in her hands. "Thanks.""Go take a shower first," Madeline suggested.There were three rooms in the house, none of them very big—Tina had one, Dwight had one, and Madeline had the other. The bathroom was shared.Halsey held the nightgown in front of her as she headed toward the d
Warren had come looking for Dwight, but he wasn't expecting to find him with Halsey. When he saw her, his eyes went wide in surprise.Halsey quickly pulled away from Dwight, feeling a bit embarrassed. She smiled at Warren and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Halsey."Warren grinned. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Warren. Dwight, you got a girlfriend?"Dwight shook his head. "She's not my girlfriend.""I am!" Halsey said, smiling brightly.Dwight gave her a look of disbelief. Warren laughed. "Dwight, I thought you were going to die a lonely man. You never showed any interest in girls before, but now I get it. It's not that you weren't interested, just that you had high standards and hadn't found someone you liked. Halsey here—she's way out of the league of the girls who used to chase you around!"Dwight set the spatula down and looked at Warren. "Let's talk outside."They stepped out into the yard, and Dwight said, "Alright, enough with the small talk. What did you come here for?"Warr
Dwight didn't respond. Halsey watched him, noticing how his freshly washed, short hair was still damp, his black T-shirt and pants giving him a more youthful, handsome vibe.He was an excellent cook, his skills honed from a young age. A man who could cook was undeniably more attractive.The more Halsey looked at him, the more she found herself drawn to him. "Dwight, why aren't you talking to me? If you keep ignoring me, I might just have to tickle you."Without warning, she reached out and tickled him.Her soft little hands landed on his toned waist, sending a tingly sensation through him. Dwight quickly caught both of her flailing wrists with one hand and pushed her firmly against the wall. "What are you doing? Stop it."Halsey struggled, trying to pull her hands free. "Why are you being so mean?"Dwight didn't let go.Halsey stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed him on the lips.Dwight froze for a moment.Seeing that he didn't resist, Halsey grew bolder and leaned in ag
Halsey greeted them, "Mrs. Garner, Maddy, hello."Tina was visibly happy. "Dwight, you should have told us Halsey was coming. We could have prepared a few more dishes."Dwight was about to say that Halsey wasn't eating here, but she cut in before he could. "Mrs. Garner, I'm not picky. As long as there's enough food, I'm fine."Tina smiled, "Well, we definitely have plenty."Everyone laughed, their mood light and cheerful.Dwight stated, "I'm going to take a shower."He went back to his room, turning on the shower and letting the cold water pour over him. The aphrodisiac Penny had prepared for him was potent. Dwight had been around long enough to recognize these kinds of tricks, but still, as a man, the effect of the drug was something he couldn't easily shake off. The cold water hit his solid muscles, splashing off him. He closed his eyes, trying to focus.Suddenly, the door opened, and Halsey's soft voice rang out. "Dwight."He didn't look up. "Yeah?""Mrs. Garner asked me