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
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
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
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
"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
Halsey was stunned, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Cyril. "Are you serious?"Cyril smiled lightly. "Of course I am. But like I said, you need to ask him if he's willing. Maybe he doesn't want to be your tutor, or maybe he doesn't want to manage the company."Halsey frowned, confused. "What are you really trying to say?"Cyril sighed softly. "Maybe Dwight's path in life is one of constant risk—always on the edge, unable to settle down. He might not be able to offer you the kind of stable future you're looking for."Cyril had personally recruited Dwight years ago, but once Dwight entered college, he began skipping classes. Cyril didn't want such a promising young man to waste his potential, so he had tried reaching out to him privately several times.With his connections and resources, Cyril could have helped Dwight enter academia or the business world. Dwight was smart; he could easily make a name for himself.Yet, Dwight had refused every time. That was when Cyril re
Dwight looked at Cyril and called out, "Hello, Professor Lincoln."Cyril was a professor, and Dwight was one of his students. They knew each other.Cyril gave a small nod and then extended his hand toward Halsey. "Let's go home."Halsey glanced at Dwight. She had planned on having him take her home, but now that her father was here, she had no choice but to go with him.Halsey walked over to Cyril's side.Cyril looked at Dwight and said kindly, "It's late. Why don't you come with us? I'll give you a ride."Dwight politely declined. "Thanks, Professor Lincoln, but I can head home on my own."Cyril nodded. "Alright. Be careful on the road. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."With that, Cyril turned to leave, taking Halsey with him.Halsey turned her head and waved a small goodbye to Dwight, reluctant to part ways.Dwight stood there, watching them as they left.-Inside the luxury car, Halsey sat beside Cyril as the driver navigated the road ahead. Cyril broke t
Halsey's legs wobbled, and although her arms were still wrapped around Dwight's neck, her delicate body went soft against his chest.Dwight's arms tightened around her slender waist. He lifted her and pressed her gently against him.Halsey's face turned bright red as she pushed him away.Their lips parted, and Dwight looked at her, her lips glistening from the kiss. In a low voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"Halsey's big, watery eyes flickered nervously, and she quickly glanced at his pants. "You're pressing against me."Dwight froze, unsure of what to say.Halsey, to her surprise, noticed a faint blush spreading across his face. She never expected someone as stoic and cold as him to blush.She smiled mischievously. "Are you blushing?""I'm not," he replied quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment."You're definitely blushing!" she teased, reaching out as if to touch his cheek.Dwight moved back slightly. "Stop messing around."Halsey leaned in close to his ear, her voice dr
Halsey was sure Dwight understood what she meant. And yet, he had the nerve to proudly admit he had taken more than one girl on his bike!Dwight didn't move, and Halsey's fist landed directly on his chest.It was solid.Halsey winced, feeling the pain in her hand. She quickly pulled it back, annoyed. "Are you made of stone or something? Your muscles are so hard. My hand hurts now."Dwight looked at her delicate hand, noting the slight redness on her fingers. He gave a small smirk. "Why did you hit me?"Halsey shot him a glare, still fuming. "What do you think?""I don't know," Dwight replied.Halsey raised an eyebrow. "Playing dumb, huh? Tell me: who are the girls you've taken on your bike?"Dwight looked at her, his expression unreadable. "My mom and my sister."Halsey's breath caught, and her face, usually pale, immediately turned bright red. She had thought he meant other girls, but instead, it was his mother and Madeline.Halsey was at a loss for words.Dwight watched
Jessica and Lilian were already daydreaming about the future.Jessica's smile could light up the room. "This is amazing! I can't wait for Wendy to perform my surgery," she said, her voice full of excitement.-Stanley stood alone in the corridor, not leaving right away. Instead, he lingered, standing there in silence.The light in the hospital corridor was dim, casting a soft glow on his broad shoulders, enveloping him in a faint shadow. Just then, Zayn approached. "Mr. Hawk, are we heading back to the company tonight or to Royale Residences?"Stanley barely moved, his lips curling slightly. "You head back first.""Alright, Mr. Hawk," Zayn responded, then turned and left.Stanley walked over to the window. His mind echoed with the memory of Wendy and Samuel's phone call. Wendy had said she didn't want to stay in Hovendale anymore. She was leaving, and Samuel would take her away.She was carrying Samuel's child. They would be happy together, wouldn't they?On the other hand
Halsey was thrilled. She knew Wendy had a way of dealing with Jessica, the impostor.Just thinking about how Jessica had been pretending to be Wendy and throwing her weight around infuriated Halsey. The day Wendy exposed Jessica for who she really was would be nothing short of spectacular.But...Halsey looked at Wendy, a serious expression crossing her face. "What about Mr. Hawk? What are you planning to do with him?" Stanley still had no idea that the girl who had saved him all those years ago was actually Wendy. How would he react when he found out? What would Wendy do when that day came?Wendy's voice was soft as she answered, "I'm tired. Loving Stanley all these years has been exhausting."She wanted to leave. She had never really belonged here, but because Stanley was here, she had stayed. Now, she was ready to go."But for all these years, he's been completely deceived by Jessica. He's been blind to the truth, but he's also a victim. He doesn't know it's you," Halsey s
"Are you okay, Samuel? Have you been eating well? Is anyone bothering you?" Wendy asked.Stanley watched Wendy as she spoke, her face filled with genuine concern for Samuel. The worry and care were unmistakable, no trace of it being forced.Stanley turned away, unwilling to look or listen."I'm fine. Don't worry." Samuel's voice came through the phone, light and teasing. "Mr. Hawk has been treating me really well since he brought me here. I think I've even gained a little weight."Wendy knew Samuel was just trying to comfort her. A small smile tugged at her lips. "Hang in there. I've agreed to perform the surgery on Jessica. Once it's done, you'll be free."There was a pause on the other end. Samuel didn't ask why—he always supported whatever decision Wendy made. "Alright. Don't worry about me. I'm doing just fine."Wendy held the phone, her eyes lost in the view of the twinkling city lights outside the window. "After the surgery, let's get out of Hovendale. I don't want to stay
At the mention of those past events, Stanley's usually sharp features softened. "Yes, it was many years ago. I was severely injured and wandered into a forest. It was Jessica who saved me. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be here today. She's the one who gave me a second chance at life."Wendy couldn't help but laugh, a bitter chuckle escaping her lips. She couldn't even put her feelings into words, only feeling a deep ache in her chest; a mixture of sharp pain and a strange, tingling sensation.She had always thought he had forgotten.She had always believed he had forgotten her.In reality, he had never forgotten.He still remembered her.All these years, he had kept her in his heart.To know that the love had been reciprocated—it was such a beautiful thing, even if he had mistaken the person.Wendy tilted her head back, her small face gazing up at him. "Do you remember the words you said in that cave?"Stanley nodded. "I told her I would take her with me, that I would gi
Stanley tried to gently push Jessica away, but she held on tightly. She tilted her head back, offering Wendy a bright, triumphant smile as she lay in his arms. It was both a taunt and a display of her smug satisfaction.Wendy's expression remained neutral, giving nothing away.Jessica continued to look at Wendy, a playful edge in her voice. "Did you come to see me?"Wendy didn't respond. Instead, her gaze shifted to Stanley. "Mr. Hawk, I need to talk to you."Stanley hadn't expected Wendy to approach him so directly. He started to rise from the bed.But Jessica clung to him, not letting him go. "Stanley, don't leave me! My heart's still bothering me..."Halsey, growing impatient, snapped, "Enough with the theatrics!"Still, Jessica wouldn't let go of Stanley. "Please, you promised you'd stay with me. I don't want you to leave."Stanley frowned, clearly frustrated. "Let go. I'll be back in a minute.""No," she whined. "I won't let you leave."Jessica threw a defiant look in