"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
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
"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
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
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
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
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