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Wendy looked up and saw Benny.Benny, who had been in a deep sleep, had woken up to the noise. He immediately jumped out of bed and yanked Alec off of her.Alec, overwhelmed by his lustful haze, hadn't expected someone to sneak up from behind. He lost his balance and slammed into the wall.Benny's face was pale, but his expression remained fierce. He looked at Wendy, asking, "Are you okay?"Wendy nodded. "I'm fine."Only then did Benny turn his gaze toward Alec. His fists clenched, his face twisted with fury. "You scum!"Alec, clearly frustrated that his plans had been interrupted, scowled. "You two were stranded, and I saved you. Without me, your leg would've been ruined by now. And now you have the nerve to call me names? Is it so wrong for me to want a little gratitude? She's not some innocent virgin. She's a married woman! What's the difference if she sleeps with one more man?" Alec shamelessly taunted.Benny's anger flared. Veins bulged on his forehead as he charged at Al

Benny had been in relationships with many girls before; he had held them and shared much more intimate moments with them. But when he suddenly held Wendy in his arms, his heart raced in a way that felt completely unfamiliar.He didn't have time to think about it now, though. He quickly shook Wendy's shoulders. "Wendy, are you okay?"That was when he realized her forehead was burning with fever, and her whole body was too warm. She had a high fever.It was just like the saying: When it rains, it pours. It was just one bad news after another.Wendy slowly opened her eyes and stood up. "I'm fine.""You're not fine! You've got a fever. Can you even walk? Let me carry you back," Benny insisted.Wendy glanced at Benny's injured leg. "Can you even carry me with that leg?"Benny fell silent. He felt insulted. How could he not even carry a girl who probably weighed less than 90 pounds?Seeing him momentarily humbled, Wendy smiled and headed back into the room. Benny followed her.W

Stanley, along with Zayn and their team, entered Jetmore. As they made their way through, Stanley spotted a group of villagers and immediately approached them. "Excuse me, could you tell me if two people came into your village today?"The villagers eyed him warily. "Who are you? What brings you here?"Stanley was straightforward. "We're here looking for someone."The villagers quickly waved him off. "No one's come into our village! We don't welcome outsiders. You should leave."A couple of the villagers began to usher Stanley away.Zayn opened his mouth to speak, but Stanley raised a hand to stop him. "Alright, then. We'll leave. Thank you for your time."Stanley turned and began to walk away.Zayn, confused, frowned. "Mr. Hawk, why are we leaving? I have a feeling Ms. Wendy and Benny are here!"Stanley's gaze turned sharp and cold, his eyes piercing like a hawk's. "It's not just a feeling, Zayn. I'm certain they're here.""Then why are we leaving?""Didn't you see? Those v

Stanley glanced at Benny. "You should rest now. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."Both Wendy and Benny needed to recuperate tonight. They would deal with leaving the village later.With Stanley there, Benny felt reassured. He nodded. "Okay."Stanley carefully picked Wendy up and carried her out. Fiona had been standing outside, and she stepped forward. "Is she going to be alright?""She has a high fever," Stanley replied. "Could you arrange a room for us?"Seeing Stanley's distinguished, handsome face, Fiona couldn't resist. As the daughter of the village chief, she immediately used her position to arrange a clean little room for Stanley.Stanley laid Wendy down on the bed. She was ice-cold to the touch, her forehead damp with cold sweat. Her soft, baby-fine bangs clung to her pale, delicate face, making her look heartbreakingly fragile.Stanley reached out and gently pushed her bangs aside."Stan." Fiona's voice broke the silence.Stanley remembered that there was still

Wendy reminded Stanley that they were divorced now.Stanley hadn't forgotten, but his hands remained steady. "You're running a fever. I'm just trying to warm you up."Wendy scoffed. "Warming me up doesn't require this. Is this how you warm up other women too?""Other women don't grab my collar and rip my buttons off like you do. You started this."Her gaze flickered to his shirt—one button already missing, clearly her doing.Wendy shoved against his chest. "Get off me!"Stanley pinned her squirming hands against the mattress and kissed her cheek before she could protest further.He wasn't stopping.Wendy thrashed beneath him. "Stanley, we're divorced! If you're that desperate, go find Jessica! Though with your habit of juggling multiple women, you'd better get tested regularly—wouldn't want to catch something nasty."Stanley laughed, though enraged. That sharp, familiar wit of hers hadn't changed at all.He gripped her chin. "I've never touched Jessica."What? He'd never tou