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
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 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
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
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 sat in front of the blood draw station, looking at Stanley. "I don't want to get my blood drawn."Stanley glanced at her, his tone serious. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but you need to tell me the truth now. Are you pregnant or not? I don't like being lied to, especially about something as important as this."Wendy met his gaze and replied firmly, "I'm not pregnant."Stanley nodded, unfazed. "Alright, then. We'll do the blood draw."Wendy raised an eyebrow, a slight frustration in her voice. "I told you the truth, but you still don't believe me. What do you want to hear? Do you want me to say I'm pregnant?"Stanley didn't respond to her directly. Instead, he turned his attention to the nurse. "Go ahead and draw the blood."The nurse, having never seen such a handsome man before, blushed. "Sir, could you please lift your wife's sleeve?"Wife?Wendy furrowed her brow. "You're mistaken. I'm not his wife."The nurse looked confused. "Not his wife? Then why are
Stanley asked again, "So, are you two going to sleep together tonight?"Wendy's body tensed, and she shot back, "I could ask you the same. Are you and Jessica going to sleep together tonight?"Stanley didn't respond. Wendy glanced at his long, elegant fingers as he removed his black suit jacket, revealing a white shirt and a business vest. The sleeves of the shirt hugged his strong wrists, and the luxurious steel watch on his wrist seemed to reflect his sharp, refined nature."We're already divorced. From now on, I'd prefer it if you stayed out of my business."Just then, the sharp sound of brakes pierced the air as Stanley suddenly jerked the steering wheel. The car swerved and pulled over to the side of the road.Wendy was momentarily stunned. "What are you doing—" Her sentence was cut off as Stanley moved swiftly, pressing his tall, handsome frame against her. Both of his hands cupped her face, and before she could react, his lips were on hers as he kissed her fiercely.We
Wendy repeated her question, asking him if he had feelings for her.Stanley didn't respond. Instead, he gently cupped her face in his hands and leaned in to kiss her lips again.Wendy turned her head away, avoiding him. "Stop!"Stanley's grip tightened, and he turned her face back toward him. "We've already come this far, and you're telling me to stop? Don't you want to try doing it in the car?"Wendy looked at him, the lights of the city casting a brilliant glow on his handsome face. He exuded maturity, wealth, and undeniable charm, and his direct, seductive invitation was enough to make anyone's heart race. Wendy clenched her teeth in frustration. "I do want to try doing it in the car," she shot back.Stanley's eyes darkened, the redness in them deepening as he leaned down toward her lips once more.But before he could reach her, Wendy added, "Just not with you. I'm talking about with my boyfriend, Samuel!"Stanley froze. This woman really knew how to push his buttons."Wen
The kidnappers and Cary exchanged glances. Their composure finally cracked."Mr. Hawk, I'll talk!" Cary was the first to speak.Stanley's lips curled into a faint smile. "Good. Then speak. Who sent you? Who ordered all of this?"Cary swallowed hard. "Mr. Hawk, someone offered a large sum of money to buy the baby in Wendy's womb. That person is—"But before he could finish the name, Cary suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.Stanley's expression changed instantly. "Someone! Get in here!"A medical team rushed into the room to check on him.Before they could finish, the rest of the kidnappers began to spit up blood as well, collapsing to the floor one by one.One of the doctors stood up, his face grave. "Mr. Hawk, it's no use. They've been poisoned. None of them will be able to speak."Stanley's sharp, chiseled features darkened with cold fury. Zayn leaned in and muttered, "Mr. Hawk, looks like the person behind all this made their move ahead of time. Once the job was done,
Stanley furrowed his brow, shaking his head in denial. "It can't be Jessica."Glinda snorted, clearly unconvinced. "Do you trust her that much?""It's not about trusting her," Stanley replied quickly, his voice firm. "It's that she wouldn't have a reason to do something like that. The child Wendy is carrying is Samuel's, and Jessica doesn't have a beef with Samuel. Why would she go through all this trouble to get rid of Samuel's child? Doesn't that logic seem off to you?"Glinda's eyes sharpened, and she smirked. "Yes, it's true that Jessica wouldn't have any reason to harm Samuel's child—unless, of course, the child Wendy's carrying isn't actually Samuel's, right?"Stanley froze, his mind catching up with her words. He looked at Glinda and Halsey, confusion growing in his eyes. "What exactly are you trying to say?"Both Glinda and Halsey were well aware of Stanley's misunderstanding regarding the child Wendy was carrying. He had always believed it wasn't his.Now, they decided
Stanley stood there, silent, feeling like a rat in the street—everyone was out to get him now.Nobody wanted him around."Grandma, I just want to see Wendy," he said softly.Glinda sighed, her patience worn thin. "Fine. Just one look."Stanley sat down at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Wendy's delicate face. Without thinking, he reached out to touch her.Glinda swatted his hand away with a sharp smack, glaring at him. "I only said you could look, not touch!"Stanley fell silent, withdrawing his hand. "What did the doctor say? How's the baby? Is it alright?"Glinda shot him a sharp look. "Thanks for your concern. Wendy and the baby are both fine."Stanley pressed his lips together, absorbing the information in silence.Glinda's voice softened, but her words were pointed. "Wendy's pregnant now. Don't you want to be a father?"The room fell quiet, her words barely a whisper as she asked him under the soft glow of the lights. Stanley hesitated, his expression unreadable
Lilian's expression was grim, but she squeezed Jessica's hand reassuringly. "Don't be scared. Trust me, the kidnappers and the doctor won't betray us."-Stanley arrived at Wendy's VIP ward, his heart pounding. He reached for the door, eager to see her, but Halsey blocked his path before he could enter.She stood firmly in front of him. "You can't go in!"Stanley frowned, frustration rising. "Move. I need to see her."Halsey's gaze was stern. "What's the point of seeing her now? You weren't there when she needed you most. So why bother now? I'm sure she doesn't want to see you either."Stanley pressed his lips together in silence.Halsey's voice softened, but her words were sharp. "I really don't know what kind of spell Jessica has cast on you. Why are you always on her side? You've hurt Wendy so badly this time."Stanley's voice cracked with emotion. "Bebe, you don't understand.""True, I don't understand," Halsey replied. "But how am I supposed to understand when you never t
Stanley lifted his gaze to Glinda, his voice uncertain. "Grandma..."Halsey turned to Stanley, her expression sharp. "Stanley, has someone been feeding you lies? Was it her?" She pointed at Jessica.Jessica, looking guilty, stammered, "I—"Halsey quickly connected the dots. "I knew it! Jessica must've said something to you, making you think the child inside Wendy isn't yours, right?"Glinda opened her mouth to speak, but Halsey pulled her aside urgently. "Mrs. Glinda, let's go." "But..." Glinda hesitated."Just trust me. Let's go!" Halsey insisted, pulling her toward the door.As they reached the doorway, Halsey turned to Stanley, her voice cold. "Someone kidnapped Wendy. They took her into surgery, trying to forcefully terminate her pregnancy!"Stanley froze, shock running through him. "What did you just say?"Halsey gave a bitter laugh. "We don't know who exactly wanted to end her pregnancy, but..." She gave Jessica and Lilian a pointed glance. "We've already caught the
Glinda snapped at Lilianm "And you—how dare you even talk to me! You seduced your late husband's brother and plotted against your own daughter! Jessica and you sure have a lot in common. Today, I'll deal with both of you!"Glinda's cane struck Lilian with a sharp thud.Lilian and Jessica were battered relentlessly, each blow like a thunderstorm. Both of them cried in pain, unable to hold back their tears.Halsey, standing nearby, watched the scene unfold, almost ready to applaud. Truly, Glinda was something else—she knew exactly how to handle things with violence.Glinda, exhausted from the outburst, finally paused and turned to Stanley. "Do you realize what you've done?"Stanley, his voice cool, replied, "Grandma, if you want to hit me, just say so. No need to make up excuses."Glinda was left speechless.Halsey, watching Stanley, pressed him, "Do you know what happened to Wendy?"Wendy? Stanley's tall, strong frame tensed in an instant. "What could happen to her? We saw h
"Mr. Hawk, Jessica gets really clingy when her heart acts up. Just stay with her, okay?" Lilian said.Stanley pressed his lips together. He had been feeling a growing sense of unease since they entered the hospital. The feeling was becoming harder to shake.He reached for his phone, only to find his pocket empty. It suddenly hit him—he had forgotten to bring his phone when he rushed Jessica to the hospital.He hadn't even brought it with him.Stanley looked at Jessica, his voice soft. "Your mom can keep you company. I still have some paperwork to finish, but I'll come back first thing in the morning.""No!" Jessica immediately flung herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I don't want my mom with me. I want you, Stanley! Stay with me!"Stanley raised his hand, about to gently push her away.At that moment, a cold voice rang out from the door. "You brat!"Stanley turned to see Glinda standing in the doorway. He froze, shocked to see his grandmother here. "Grandma,
Glinda and Cyril had finally arrived!Halsey was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down her face. She was utterly terrified. If they had been even a second later, the child in Wendy's womb would have been lost. The thought of it still sent chills down Halsey's spine, making her legs feel weak with fear."Mrs. Glinda! Dad!" Glinda immediately rushed into the operating room. Seeing Wendy, she took her hand, her voice thick with emotion. "Wendy, it's me! I'm here!"Wendy's face was as pale as a sheet, drained of all color. She had been holding on by sheer willpower, but when she saw Glinda, her entire body seemed to relax. Her white, tear-streaked eyes closed, and she whispered through her cracked lips, "Grandma."Glinda tightened her grip on Wendy's cold hand. "It's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid. I'll make sure no one hurts you or my first great-grandchild!"Wendy nodded faintly before closing her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.Cyril checked Wendy's pulse. After a few
Dwight's face remained emotionless. "What if I insist on getting involved?"One of the men in black charged toward him. "You're asking for trouble!"Dwight quickly released Halsey's hand, his voice sharp. "Stay in the corner and don't move!"Halsey knew she couldn't be of any help. All she could do was pray for Cyril and Glinda to arrive soon. She nodded. "Okay. Be careful!"As the man in black lunged at Dwight, he kicked out with one long leg, sending the man crashing to the floor.The other four men saw Dwight's impressive skill, exchanging glances before charging at him with snarls of aggression.Halsey stood off to the side, watching Dwight effortlessly handle the five attackers. His lean, cool figure moved fluidly among them, never faltering for a moment.Dwight's fighting skills were exceptional. His muscles, hidden beneath his clothes, were coiled with power, and every punch he threw caused the veins in his arms to bulge. His sharp features, along with his buzzed haircut,