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
One day, Wendy discovered that her husband Stanley was having an affair.He had been seeing a college student.It was Stanley's birthday. Wendy had prepared a table full of dishes early in the day. Just then, she heard a notification from his phone.Ding!He had left his phone at home. Wendy switched it on and saw a text from the college student.[I hurt myself when I was carrying the cake. It hurts so much.]Attached was a selfie—not of the sender's face, but of her legs. The girl in the photo wore pulled-up white socks, black leather shoes, and a blue-and-white skirt that had been pushed up to reveal her long, slender legs. Her pale knees were visibly reddened from the bump. The youthful, vibrant image of her body paired with coquettish words exuded a forbidden allure.People often say successful businessmen like Stanley favored this type of woman when choosing mistresses.Wendy clutched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white from the pressure.Ding!Another text ca
Wendy was also staring at him. Her tone was light but firm as she repeated, "Let's get a divorce, Stanley. Do you like your birthday gift?"Stanley didn't bat an eyelid. "You're asking for a divorce just because I didn't celebrate my birthday with you?""Jessica has returned, hasn't she?" At the mention of Jessica, Stanley's thin lips curled into a faint, mocking smile. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. "Are you bothered by Jessica?"Stanley, known as the youngest business prodigy alive, exuded an aura of power, wealth, and status. As he approached, Wendy instinctively stepped back, her slender back pressing against the cold wall.Her vision went dark as Stanley leaned in. He propped one hand against the wall beside her, trapping her between his firm chest and the wall.Looking down at her with his deep, striking eyes, Stanley sneered."Everyone in Hovendale knows Jessica was the one I intended to marry. Weren't you aware when you schemed to replace her
Stanley's thin lips curved into a frosty arc. "Wendy, get back here immediately!"Wendy chuckled. "You expect me to come back just because you said so? We're divorced, Stanley. I'm not going to continue indulging you!"Stanley clenched his jaw. "I'll give you a chance to rewrite the reason for divorce!"Wendy's tone grew more playful. "Did I write anything wrong? Stanley, it's been six months since you woke up, hasn't it? Yet, in these six months, you haven't even held my hand. You were in a coma for three years, and although you're physically healthy now, I have legitimate reasons to believe you've developed functional problems. You're not potent anymore! Better hurry to find an experienced naturopath. As our parting gift, I wish you an early recovery of your manhood!"Stanley was rendered speechless. The veins on his forehead were visibly twitching.This woman was out of control."Wendy, I'll make you regret this! You'll know what I'm capable of sooner or later!""Sorry, but
Wendy arrived.After finishing their shopping spree at the mall, Cecelia brought Wendy directly to 1996 Bar. Tonight, she was determined to throw a celebration party for Wendy.Wendy hadn't expected to run into Stanley and his friends here, but she could hear their mocking remarks.She recognized Benny and the others in the luxury booth. They were part of Stanley's circle, and Benny was Stanley's close friend. Back when Stanley had a whirlwind romance with Jessica, they were all fans of Jessica, with Benny even regarding her as Stanley's future wife.Over the past three years, Wendy had never truly integrated into their group. None of them ever accepted her.The labels they plastered on her were always the same: desperate substitute bride, ugly duckling, country bumpkin, and the like.When a man didn't love you, his friends wouldn't respect you either.Cecelia, already fuming, rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront them. "I'm going to tear their mouths apart!"Wendy quickly h
Wendy furrowed her brows. "What did I do?"Stanley clenched his jaw. "Who told you to dress like this?"'What? Like this?' she wondered. "What do you mean, Stanley?!"Stanley glanced at her ultra-short skirt. "Your thighs are almost exposed. Do you really want people to see your legs like this?"Wendy's skirt was a bit short, but it was Cecelia's choice.Cecelia's exact words were, "My dearest Wendy doesn't show her legs, but look at how Jessica flaunts hers. Tonight, let everyone see who has the best legs in Hovendale."Wendy raised her finely arched eyebrows. "Looks like Mr. Hawk noticed my legs."Stanley paused.Wendy leaned back against the wall, appearing languid and graceful. She slowly lifted her right leg, her crystal-high heel brushing against his ankle.Stanley had on black trousers, showcasing his long, muscular legs, exuding an aura of coldness and restraint.Wendy's pale foot gently grazed up his ankle, moving provocatively along his calf. It was an act of seduct
Benny was stunned. '16 years old?'The reason people in Benny's social circle held Jessica in such high regard wasn't just because of her beauty. It was also because of her exceptional academic achievements. She was a high achiever at a prestigious university, someone unmatched even among Hovendale's socialites.She deserved to be with Stanley.For any woman, beauty alone was a dead end. Beauty combined with education was the real trump card. The higher the social class, the more they valued a woman's education.Benny's initial admiration for Wendy vanished instantly. His tone became dismissive. "Wendy, did you seriously drop out of school at 16?"Wendy glanced at Jessica, who stood there with pride, and smiled faintly. "Yes, I did stop studying at 16."Benny sneered, "Well, what a coincidence. Stanley also stopped studying at 16. But he's a true prodigy, earning dual master's degrees from Harfield at that age and making history. And you? Dropped out of high school with nothing t
Jessica smiled, her heart filled with sweetness. She leaned into Stanley's embrace, then tilted her delicate, radiant face to look up at him. "I knew it—you can't bear to let me go. You would never leave me."Stanley, as Hovendale's wealthiest man, exuded an air of elegance and strength that could dictate the rise and fall of fortunes. He fulfilled every fantasy she had about what a man should be.But three years ago, when he had been in a car accident and declared a vegetative state, with doctors pronouncing he would never wake again, how could she waste the prime of her youth on a man like that?So, she had fled.Who could have predicted that Wendy, who married him in her place, would somehow help Stanley wake up within three years?Even now, Jessica didn't understand how Stanley recovered. Could Wendy's fortune be aligned perfectly with his?Doctors called it a medical miracle.So, Jessica returned. She knew Stanley loved her—he would never truly abandon her.Stanley looke
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
"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
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
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
All eyes in 1996 Bar were drawn to Jessica as she dazzled the crowd with her confidence. Spinning gracefully, she moved right in front of Stanley, reaching out and pulling him up. Stanley, tall and with long legs, stood still, while Jessica, with her soft body, pressed against him and performed a seductive dance.The chemistry between the handsome man and the beautiful woman, coupled with the sizzling dance, sent the bar's atmosphere to a fever pitch.At this moment, Wendy and Cecelia entered. Wendy immediately spotted Stanley and Jessica.The two of them stood in the center of the colorful lights, with Jessica pressed up against Stanley, and his gaze fixed on her. They were the focus of the entire room.Cecelia immediately sneered, "Tsk, dancing so intimately with a married man—she really has no shame!"Wendy smiled and replied, "Stanley and Jessica have always been the golden couple. Let it go, don't mind them."Wendy and Cecelia made their way to their booth, but Cecelia cou
Stanley lowered his gaze to the photo, and his deep, cold eyes narrowed sharply. He recognized this Ferrari.Looking at Nathan, Stanley asked, "Was the woman driving this car?"Nathan nodded. "Yeah, she even shook me off. She's quite interesting."Stanley, if he recalled correctly, had given Wendy this Ferrari. In addition to a huge check, he had also given her some cars and houses. At that time, Zayn had told him that she had only chosen a Ferrari. He had found it strange—why would she drive a sports car?Stanley knew about Nathan's driving skills. In fact, they occasionally raced cars together. But Wendy was from the countryside—how could she have driven a sports car and even shaken off Nathan?Just then, Zayn walked over. "Sir."Stanley stood up. "I'll step out for a moment."Stanley left the luxurious booth and stood in a dim corner. Zayn whispered, "Sir, Mrs. Hawk called earlier. She went out tonight in the Ferrari. It seems like she raced someone on the road, and the car c
At that moment came a melodious ringtone, signaling an incoming call. It was from Stanley.Nathan guessed that Stanley was probably urging him to come to 1996 Bar.Nathan turned his car around. Hovendale was Stanley's turf, and once he got to 1996 Bar, all he needed was for Stanley to help him find out who owned the Ferrari.-Wendy drove into the alley, and Cecelia said cheerfully, "Wendy, you shook him off!"Just as the words left her mouth, there was a loud collision, and the Ferrari crashed into the wall.Bang!Wendy's legs went weak. It had been three years since she last raced, and today, encountering such a tough opponent in a high-speed race made her heart pound.Wendy and Cecelia got out of the car. The front of the Ferrari had been dented."Wendy, what should we do now?" Cecelia said, her legs shaking.Wendy steadied herself. "It's fine. I'll call Stanley's secretary and have him handle it."She dialed Zayn's number.-Nathan arrived at 1996 Bar and entered a lux
Stanley pinched the bridge of his nose, realizing that he had forgotten.Nathan Lowe had returned to the country.The Hawk and Lowe families had long been the top aristocratic families in Hovendale, and they were also close friends. He and Nathan had grown up together and were good friends.Nathan was back in the country today, and now Jessica, Benny, and Sienna were all at 1996 Bar.Sienna's cheerful voice rang out, "Stanley, hurry up and come!"Sienna liked Nathan. Her dream was to marry him, but Nathan was very selective, and it was hard for any woman to catch his eye."I'll be there soon," Stanley said, standing.Honestly, Wendy going out to find a man had nothing to do with him. Why should he be angry?A small-town girl, who had nothing else to do besides playing with men, was indeed shallow. She couldn't compare to Jessica.Let her play. It didn't matter who she played with!-That night, a Ferrari sports car roared as it sped down the road.Cecelia, who sat in the pa
Stanley froze for a moment.Wendy lay beneath him, her silky black hair cascading over the crimson bedspread—a shade specifically chosen by Glinda for their wedding room. The red accentuated the creamy fairness of her skin, making her appear luminous, almost ethereal. There was an air of sensuality about the scene, but the thought of her lying like this beneath another man...Stanley's fists clenched involuntarily.He had intended to clarify that the 'delivery' last night was medicine, not a man. But as the words reached his lips, they refused to come out.Wendy's cold gaze met his. "Move."She had ordered him to move.Stanley didn't budge.Frustrated, Wendy began to struggle. The memory of him bringing Jessica into his private wing last night flashed through her mind, and it made her recoil from even the slightest physical contact with him."Stanley, get off me! After spending the night with Jessica, did you even bother to clean yourself?"Stanley stiffened in silence.In