"Enough! Stop!" Wendy cut him off, her voice trembling with anger. She didn't want to hear anymore.Not a word more.Stanley sneered, his eyes hard with a cruel gleam. He wanted Wendy to listen—to make her remember that all of this, everything he was saying, was because she had pushed him away. She had turned him down, so he gave everything she didn't want to someone else—someone like Luna.He released her sharply, his voice cold as ice. "Fine. If you want a divorce, you'll get it. We'll go tomorrow. If it weren't for Grandma, I would've kicked you out of the Mrs. Hawk position a long time ago. There's a line of women waiting outside!"Wendy's heart ached, her fingers curling into delicate fists as she held back her tears. "Then I'll see you tomorrow at 9:00 AM, outside the clerk's office."Without another word, Wendy turned and left, not looking back.Stanley's gaze followed her retreating figure, his face cold and distant. Fine, he would get a divorce. He had already made
Wendy lifted her foot, ready to step forward.Just then, the sound of a phone ringing broke the tension. It was Leonard calling."Hello, Ms. Crone. There's been a problem at the police station. You need to come right away!"Wendy's heart sank. Had something bad happened to Cecelia?Without another thought, she turned and ran.-When Wendy arrived at the police station, Leonard quickly rushed to meet her. "Ms. Crone.""What's going on with Cecelia?" Wendy's voice was tight with concern.However, she was cut off as her eyes fell on a familiar figure. Luna was here.Luna, as always, was decked out in high-end brands, surrounded by her entourage. Today, she had even brought along two lawyers with her.Luna approached Wendy with a smirk, her lips curling in a mocking smile. "Wendy, I heard you came to bail Cecelia out. Well, forget about it! Your dear friend is going to spend the rest of her life there. She'll never get out."Leonard lowered his voice as he said to Wendy, "Ms. Cr
"Mr. Hawk, I need to talk to you about—""I'm busy," he coldly cut her off. "If you have something to discuss, contact my secretary and make an appointment."With that, he hung up without another word.The line went dead with a loud, hollow beep.Wendy's heart sank, but for Cecelia, she had no choice but to approach Stanley. "Mr. Chapman, wait for my message," she said quietly.-Wendy arrived at the Imperial Garden, where the maid opened the door with a polite greeting. "Mrs. Hawk.""Is Stanley here? Please let him know I'm here to see him," Wendy said, keeping her voice steady."Of course. Please wait a moment."Wendy stood outside, waiting. It wasn't long before the maid returned. "Mr. Hawk is in the study, but he said he doesn't want to see you."He didn't want to see her.Wendy didn't move. "Then I'll wait here until he's ready to see me."Just then, a luxury MPV pulled up and Luna stepped out, her crystal heels clicking on the pavement.Luna glanced over at Wendy w
Stanley glanced sideways at Luna.Her hand rested gently on his, and she could feel the sharp elegance of his bone structure. She also brushed against the cold, luxurious watch on his wrist, its icy touch just as expensive and intimidating as he was—something that made you hesitate to touch, yet want to at the same time.Luna, the picture of innocence, blushed deeply. "Mr. Hawk, I gave myself to you willingly that night. It was my first time. Do you remember our night together?"Benny, sensing something wasn't right, opened his mouth to speak. "Stanley…"One of the wealthy second-generation men beside him held him back and whispered, "It seems like Mr. Hawk has a thing for her. Whoever Mr. Hawk favors, that's the one who you need to show respect."Benny didn't agree. He only recognized Jessica.Stanley continued to watch Luna, her shy, demure look making her seem even more appealing. The truth was, during this time, Stanley hadn't thought much about that night.Because all his m
As soon as she appeared on stage, the crowd erupted into cheers.The music kicked in, and the figure on stage immediately began to move, her body flowing with the rhythm.She leaped, her body twisting like a snake as she wrapped herself around the pole, spinning and jumping in perfect harmony with the beat. Her flexible and thin form seemed capable of folding into any shape, and the visual impact sent waves of wild, excited screams from the crowd.In the luxurious booth, the wealthy young men pulled Benny's arm in excitement. "Benny, when did a little temptress like this show up here? I can't believe you never told us!"Benny stared at the figure on stage, equally stunned. A beauty like this could easily become the centerpiece of any club, a showstopper. How had he never seen her before?Who was this little temptress?At that moment, Stanley froze, his hand halting midair as he held the bottle. His eyes were locked on the dancer on stage, not even blinking, as if he couldn't tear
Wendy's sharp gaze turned toward Luna. "Miss, could you move aside? You're blocking me from dancing with Mr. Hawk."Wendy's words were a direct challenge, asking Luna to move aside.Luna, furious, clenched her fists, unwilling to budge.But the people around her quickly chimed in, "Ms. Fisher, move over!"Luna shot Wendy a furious glare but, grudgingly, stepped aside.Wendy smirked inwardly. She had seen through Luna's true nature, and this was her retaliation.And her retaliation had only just begun.Wendy's eyes met Stanley's. He hadn't taken his gaze off her, and she wasn't intimidated. With a soft, seductive smile, she parted her legs in front of him and boldly climbed onto his lap, straddling his muscular waist.The crowd erupted."Little temptress, you're the first to climb onto Mr. Hawk like that and dance so close to him!" one of the men shouted.Wendy, her face concealed by a thin veil, seemed like an ethereal beauty turned into a seductive temptress, and no one reco
Stanley's shirt and pants were slightly wrinkled where Wendy had sat on him, but oddly, it only added a touch of untamed wildness to his look, making him seem even more rebellious in the bar's dim light.He didn't answer the question and didn't say which woman he preferred. Instead, he grabbed a bottle of liquor and drank it down in one go.Luna, fuming with anger, could hardly believe what was happening. That little temptress—where had she come from? The moment she entered, everyone seemed to forget Luna even existed. She had become invisible.Luna had gotten used to being the center of attention, surrounded by people wherever she went. She had become accustomed to the spotlight, but now this little temptress had knocked her back down to reality. She hated the feeling.Without wasting another moment, Luna hurried to sit beside Stanley. "Mr. Hawk, I—"Before she could finish, Stanley set his empty bottle down on the table, stood up, and walked out.He left.He left her alone,
Stanley had always been swift and ruthless, his actions precise and chilling, a force to be reckoned with.The bodyguards in black were caught off guard by his sudden aggression.The two spoiled rich young men froze for a moment, then quickly erupted in anger. "What are you standing around for? Get him!""On it!"The black-clad bodyguards charged forward.Wendy, stepping out of the dressing room, was immediately struck by the chaos unfolding in front of her. Stanley was taking on ten men by himself, kicking one bodyguard so hard that he crashed into the bar, sending liquor bottles smashing to the floor.Screams filled the air as people scattered in panic. "They're fighting!"Wendy could hardly believe what she was seeing. She had only stepped away for a moment to change, and now Stanley was in the middle of a brawl.It seemed that he had been in a lot of fights lately.Without hesitation, Wendy rushed to his side. "Mr. Hawk!"Stanley, after dispatching one more bodyguard, gla
Wendy froze for a moment, only realizing a few seconds later that Stanley was making a dirty joke, which caught her off guard.Her face immediately turned red with embarrassment. "You're shameless!"Stanley, his long legs striding ahead, casually entered NovaHealth, muttering, "What did I say that's shameless? Is your mind always this dirty?"Wendy was speechless.This man looked so proper, so well-put-together, yet no one was worse than him.Not wanting to continue this conversation, Wendy followed him into the building.Soon, Terence Binder, the director of NovaHealth, hurried over, clearly surprised. "Mr. Hawk, what brings you here at this hour?"Terence wasn't on duty tonight. He had been summoned by Stanley's call and rushed over from home.Stanley replied, "I brought someone in for a pregnancy check-up."Terence raised an eyebrow. "Who is it?"Stanley moved aside slightly, letting Wendy step forward so Terence could see her. "Her."Terence's eyes widened in shock, his
Wendy shot back with a biting remark.Stanley started the car, and the luxury vehicle smoothly sped down the road. His large, strong hands gripped the steering wheel as he turned slightly, a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "How would I know if you wanted to steal them? There are plenty of women who want to have my children. I can't trust you."Wendy was speechless.He really was arrogant!But then again, Stanley had the kind of arrogance that could back itself up.Wendy, shivering from the cold, knew she couldn't afford to catch a cold while pregnant, so she reluctantly put on his black suit jacket. The jacket was oversized, enveloping her petite frame. "You might have good genes, but mine aren't bad either. Maybe others would want to steal your genes, but I absolutely wouldn't."Stanley's thoughts wavered for a moment. Of course, her genes were no less impressive. She was the talented genius of Harfield, the one who had become the renowned Dr. Ceylan—her g
Stanley yanked Wendy along with him.Wendy stumbled to keep up, her voice panicked. "Where are you taking me? Let go of me! I don't want to go!"Stanley didn't give her a choice. He dragged her out of the apartment and shoved her into the elevator.Samuel stood frozen, shocked by Stanley's domineering behavior. "Hey! What are you—"Before Samuel could finish his sentence, the elevator doors closed, and the two of them disappeared from his sight.Samuel stood there, speechless.Stanley dragged Wendy down to the parking garage, forcing her into his luxury car.Wendy struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his grip. "What are you doing? What's going on with you? Where are you taking me? I've told you, I don't want to go!"Stanley opened the door to the passenger seat of his Rolls-Royce, his cold, sharp gaze sweeping over Wendy's face. "Are you hiding something from me?"Wendy froze. "What do you mean?"Stanley's eyes dropped to her flat stomach.Wendy instinctively took a
Downstairs, Halsey's heart fell. Uh-oh! She might have said too much.Halsey had been furious; she had wanted to stand up for Wendy, and she especially felt sorry for the baby inside Wendy. In her anger, she had blurted everything out without thinking.She quickly said, "Baby? You must've misheard! I never mentioned anything about a baby."Stanley gripped the phone even more tightly. "You clearly said something about a baby. You said I abandoned Wendy and the baby. Halsey, are you hiding something from me?"Halsey felt a twinge of guilt. Luckily, Stanley wasn't there, or her poor lying skills would've given her away. "I told you, you must've misheard. I didn't say anything about a baby. Do you really want one so badly?"The question caught Stanley off guard, leaving him speechless."See? You don't even like kids, so why ask? I've got things to do. Bye." Halsey quickly ended the call.Stanley stood in his apartment, listening to the busy signal, his brows furrowed. He was certa
Stanley still remembered the night Wendy had first brought up the idea of divorce. It was his birthday, and she had made an elaborate dinner, waiting for him to come home.Things he once didn't care about were now gone, and it left a hollow feeling inside him, along with a faint ache. Perhaps this was the regret that comes when you only realize what you've lost once it's gone.Stanley lifted his cup, quietly sipping the warm water. The warmth spread through his mouth and lazily slid down his throat, a subtle sensation as it passed.Before, he had never known that Wendy was Dr. Ceylan. But since she was the wonder doctor, why had she come into his life?She took a picture with his photo in Harfield.After he became a vegetable, she had disappeared from the public eye, retreating from the world to marry him, even cooking for him. How much did she love him?Stanley went through all his memories, trying to recall a time when he had met her before the photo was taken. He couldn't re
Stanley rang the doorbell.It wasn't long before the apartment door swung open, revealing Wendy's graceful figure in the doorway. "Who is it—Mr. Hawk?" Wendy's eyes met Stanley's, and he could see that she had changed into a loose, comfortable home dress. The delicate makeup she had worn earlier was now gone, revealing a fresh, natural beauty—a face untouched by powder, glowing with the softness of the evening. She looked a world away from the radiant woman at the dinner party."Do you have a moment?" Stanley asked.Wendy's fingers twitched nervously. "Is there something you need? You can just say it."Stanley opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a familiar voice echoed from inside. "Who's there, Wendy?"Stanley looked up and saw Samuel standing in the apartment. Samuel, in slippers and holding an apple, was casually biting into it. "Mr. Hawk, what brings you here?"Stanley's words caught in his throat. He hadn't expected Samuel to be there.Wendy's gaze shifted sl
Jessica nodded, her voice soft but full of desperation. "Okay, Dad. You have to help me.""Don't worry, Jessica. Go get some rest now. I'll take care of everything. Whatever happens, I'll protect you," Harry said. "Okay." With that, Jessica headed to her room.Harry and Lilian also returned to their room. Lilian took a quick shower and lay down in bed. After Harry finished his shower, he climbed into bed beside her. Lilian turned to him, her tone serious. "Harry, you have to help Jessica."Harry sighed. "How exactly do you expect me to help her?"Lilian's voice became more urgent. "Of course, you need to get in touch with that powerful man from the Capital. Once you reach him, everything will be solved. Wendy may be remarkable, but compared to him, she's nothing—like an ant that can be crushed with a single hand."Harry hesitated, his thoughts tangled. "But Jessica's birth mother didn't want her past revealed. She doesn't want Jessica going back to the Capital."Lilian grew
Jessica and Trish were both stunned, unable to fully grasp the dark truth that had just been revealed to them. They had no idea about the hidden history of Jerry's death, and now, as they learned that it had been a conspiracy within their own family, their faces turned pale.It wasn't out of sympathy for Jerry. After all, they had no real affection for him. They simply felt cornered.Trish, her voice shaking, asked, "You all killed Uncle Jerry! What are we supposed to do now? Wendy's avenging him, and now she's demanding the killer be handed over. Our family is doomed!"Jessica collapsed onto the couch, her head spinning. "How did this happen? Now Wendy's targeting us, and all of you are the murderers! Do you think Wendy's going to take down our entire family?"Trish shook her head in disbelief. "Wendy's not the same person she was before. She's Dr. Ceylan now, a miracle doctor. She's no longer just some useless housewife from the countryside. She's powerful."Jessica, her heart
Jessica looked at Stanley with a hurt expression, her eyes filled with unshed tears, silently hoping he would comfort her.Yet, Stanley's face remained impassive. Without any warmth, he asked, "How did Wendy's father really die? Which one of you in the Crone family is the murderer?"Edith and Lilian both fell silent, their expressions grim.Stanley didn't say anything more. Zayn pulled up in a sleek Rolls-Royce. Stanley got into the car and drove away.-At the Crone family's estate, the house was steeped in an eerie, suffocating silence that hung over everything as Edith sat on the couch. She had just smashed everything on the coffee table.Rare, antique vases that she had treasured for years had crashed to the ground, shattering into countless pieces. These were some of Edith's most cherished possessions, things that everyone else had to handle with the utmost care.The floor was a disaster—broken glass and ceramics were scattered across the room. The maids stood quietly in