Stanley furrowed his handsome brows.Jessica, feeling smug and proud, looked at Wendy with a twisted grin. "Are you really in pain? Then why don't you beg me? If you do, maybe I'll let Stanley take you to the hospital."Wendy gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and shot Jessica a cold glance. "We'll see who ends up begging whom."With those words, Wendy turned and walked away.-Wendy returned to her apartment and immediately dialed Ernest, her other senior's, number. "Hey, Ernest. Stanley kidnapped Samuel. You need to send someone to rescue him right away."Ernest laughed when he heard the news. "Well, this is a first. Someone dared to kidnap Samuel? Have you fallen out with Stanley?"Wendy, still feeling a dull pain in her abdomen, her small face pale, replied, "Don't mention that man to me again. I'll just pretend I never knew him. I must have been blind to have ever loved him!"Ernest's voice softened. "Don't worry. I'll take care of Samuel's situation. But I can tell som
"Do you mean Lideran and Cerrosbi together?" the private doctor asked Jessica."Yes.""Are you pregnant?"Pregnant?The words hit Jessica like a brick, freezing her in place. She gripped the phone tightly, her voice shaky as she asked, "Dr. Kinsman, what are you talking about?""Both Lideran and Cerrosbi are herbs that prevent miscarriage."Prevent miscarriage?Wendy was using those? Was she pregnant?Jessica's mind went blank. She had never even considered the possibility of Wendy being pregnant. She knew Wendy and Stanley had slept together, but she was certain he wasn't fond of children. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would let something like this happen—not with the heir to the Hawk family at stake.But... Wendy was pregnant.Jessica staggered back a few steps, barely catching herself against the wall as she tried to steady her breathing. Was the child Stanley's?Wait, no... It could also be Samuel's.But a woman's intuition is often sharp, and Jessica had
Lilian's eyes sparkled with a cunning gleam as she said to Jessica, "You should tell Mr. Hawk about Wendy's pregnancy. We can use this as an opportunity to get rid of the child—through his own hands."The frown that had clouded Jessica's face vanished instantly. She now understood exactly what Lilian meant, and she couldn't help but give her mother a thumbs up.Lilian's voice lowered, serious again. "But before you go to him, you need to prepare something. You have to make sure that everyone believes the child is Samuel's."Jessica nodded eagerly. "I understand. I'll handle it right now."-At Hawk Group, Stanley had returned to his office. He was seated at his desk, pen in hand, reviewing some documents. Just then, Zayn's voice broke the silence. "Mr. Hawk, Ms. Wendy hasn't agreed to perform the heart surgery for Ms. Jessica yet. What should we do next?"Stanley paused, his pen frozen mid-air.Zayn hesitated before speaking again, "Are we really going to take action against M
Stanley stared at Jessica, shaking his head. "No way! The child can't be Samuel's! The child is mine!"Jessica's hands were tightly clenched at her sides, and she felt like she might crush her teeth from clenching them so hard. Why was Stanley reacting like this? Why was he so sure the child was his?"Stanley," Jessica said, her voice a mix of frustration and disbelief, "why are you reacting like this? I thought you didn't like children. Do you really want Wendy's child to be yours? Is that what this is about? Do you want Wendy to keep the baby?"Stanley's eyes, normally cool and sharp, now flickered with something darker. He couldn't explain it, but deep down, he just knew that Wendy's child was like his. He wanted the child to be his.Jessica pulled something out of her bag and held it up. "This is her pregnancy report. It clearly shows the date—she's two weeks and three days pregnant. Do the math. Does this child line up with your timeline?"Stanley glanced at the pregnancy
Wendy crossed her arms and glared at him. "This is my house, and you are not welcome here!"Stanley didn't give her a chance to refuse. With a firm push of his hand, he forced the door open and stepped inside, his long legs carrying him effortlessly across the threshold.Wendy furrowed her brow, feeling a sharp irritation rise within her. Stanley and Jessica truly were a perfect match—both of them seemed to think they could barge into other people's homes without a second thought."Please leave immediately, or I'll call security!" Wendy snapped, her voice firm with authority.Stanley turned his gaze toward her, his eyes narrowing. "Have you been hiding something from me?"Wendy was taken aback. "What do you mean?" Stanley's eyes drifted downward, locking onto her flat stomach.He was looking at her belly.Wendy immediately raised a protective hand to shield her abdomen. "What are you looking at?"Her stance was defensive, as if she feared he might harm the child inside her.
Wendy froze, her eyes locking with Stanley's. "What did you say? Who's the baby's father?"Stanley smirked, his voice dripping with mockery. "Do I really need to tell you who the baby's father is? You should already know better than anyone. It's Samuel!"Wendy's heart skipped a beat. Though she hadn't wanted Stanley to find out about the baby, now that he had, she didn't want him to wrongly accuse the child of being anyone else's. "Stanley, listen carefully," she said, her voice unwavering. "This child is not Samuel's. It's yours!"She spoke those words with conviction.Stanley paused for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before he slowly began to laugh."Why are you laughing?" she demanded, her frustration rising. "I'm not joking. This baby really is yours. I—""Enough!" Stanley cut her off, his voice sharp as he reached out and firmly gripped her delicate chin. "How dare you say this child is mine when it's obviously Samuel's? What do you take me for? Do you
Stanley's arm was locked around her waist, pressing painfully against her stomach. Wendy, already feeling discomfort, immediately pushed against him. "Let go of me! You're hurting my stomach!"At her words, Stanley stiffened for a moment before moving his arm up, no longer touching her stomach. He roughly shoved her down into the soft cushions of the couch.Wendy tried to get up, but Stanley pressed his weight on top of her, his hands reaching for the collar of her shirt before tearing it open.The fabric ripped with a harsh sound, and Wendy felt a chill against her exposed shoulder. She gasped in shock.In an instant, Stanley leaned down, his face buried in her neck as he began kissing her. "Why can Samuel do what he wants and I can't, huh? Why are you doing this to me?"Wendy felt like she should be the one asking him that question. Why was he doing this to her?He could be with Jessica, but she couldn't be with Samuel? What kind of logic was that?Who did he think he was, s
Wendy was furious, and her stomach started to ache once again.She gave herself a quick injection, hoping it would ease the pain, and decided to lie down and rest.Just then, a soft ringtone sounded. Someone was calling.It was Cecelia.Wendy quickly answered the phone. "Hello?"Cecelia's voice immediately came through, filled with panic. "Wendy, something's happened here."Wendy's heart skipped a beat. "What's going on?""I just got home from work, but suddenly a group of people barged into my house. I was so scared I had to hide in my room.""What? Who are these people? Did you call the police?""I already did, but they're looking everywhere for me. They keep saying that anyone who offends Mr. Hawk won't have a good ending."Stanley?Wendy gripped the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Stanley had just gone after Samuel, and now he was targeting her best friend? Stanley knew how much she cared for the people around her, yet he was pushing her like this."W
"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,
Halsey looked at the motorcycle.Thinking she was unsure, Dwight explained, "The motorcycle is faster. No traffic to deal with."Halsey flashed him a playful smile. "This bike is so cool! I've never ridden one before."Dwight had assumed that someone like Halsey, used to luxury cars, wouldn't be interested in a motorcycle, but it seemed he had been wrong.He quickly put on his helmet, then urged her, "Hurry up and get on."Halsey swiftly placed the helmet on her head. Time was critical now; they had to save Wendy."Ready?" Dwight asked.She nodded, and Dwight effortlessly swung his long legs over the bike, tossing his black jacket to her. "Put this on. It's cold on a bike."Halsey felt a warmth spread in her chest as she caught the jacket and slipped it on. She climbed onto the back of the motorcycle, settling herself behind Dwight.Dwight twisted the throttle, and the bike roared to life, speeding off with a rush.It was Halsey's first time on a motorcycle, and she gripped D
Just then, Cyril's phone was snatched away by someone, and Glinda's voice came through. "Bebe, what did you just say? Wendy's pregnant?"Glinda was with Cyril, and she had overheard Halsey's frantic phone call.Halsey had promised Wendy not to tell anyone about the pregnancy, but now, with the situation so critical, she couldn't afford to worry about that. All she cared about was Wendy and the baby being safe."Yes, Mrs. Glinda. Wendy's pregnant. She's carrying Stanley's child. It's your first great-grandchild," Halsey explained quickly, her voice trembling.Glinda's emotions were a mix of shock, joy, and fear. "How could you not tell me Wendy's pregnant? Calm down, Bebe. Your father and I will come over right away. Have you contacted Stanley? He's the father, after all.""I can't reach Stanley. His phone keeps going unanswered," Halsey said, her voice full of worry.Glinda slammed her cane against the floor in frustration. "That good-for-nothing! He's a father now, and he does
Zayn turned around and saw Stanley standing behind him. "Mr. Hawk, is there anything else you need?" Zayn asked.Stanley still felt uneasy, an unsettling feeling lingering in his chest. It was as if something bad was about to happen. He pressed his lips together and said quietly, "Go check on Wendy and—"Before Stanley could finish his sentence, Jessica suddenly let out a sharp cry of pain.Stanley immediately stood up. "Jessica, what's wrong?""My heart... It hurts," Jessica gasped.Without warning, her body went limp, and she collapsed into Stanley's arms.Zayn quickly stepped forward. "Mr. Hawk..."But Jessica, still clinging to Stanley, lifted her hand and wrapped it around his neck. "My heart really hurts... Please, take me to the hospital," she pleaded, her voice strained with pain.She pressed her hand to her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "It hurts here... I can't breathe... Please, Stanley, hurry."Stanley's expression shifted, his face hardening wit
Stanley sat in his study, surrounded by paperwork, but it wasn't long before he snapped the file shut.Zayn, standing nearby, noticed the change. "Mr. Hawk, what's wrong?"Stanley furrowed his brow, the intensity of his gaze forming a sharp line. "I don't know what's happening, but I feel...tight in my chest," he admitted, his voice edged with discomfort.Stanley was known for his tireless work ethic, but today was different. He couldn't focus. His mind refused to concentrate on the documents in front of him.The tightness in his chest wasn't just physical. It felt like something else, something unsettling, was weighing on him.He placed a hand over his heart, feeling a dull ache in the center of his chest."Would you like me to call a doctor?" Zayn asked, his concern evident.Stanley shook his head. "No need," he replied curtly.He paused for a moment, his expression darkening. "What's Wendy doing right now?"Zayn hesitated for a moment before responding, "She lives just ac
Wendy groggily regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open. A harsh white light immediately pierced her vision, making it nearly impossible to see.As a doctor, her first instinct told her exactly where she was. She was on an operating table.Lying on the cold, sterile surface, she could feel the presence of several doctors in white coats surrounding her.The sound of bottles being twisted open echoed in the room.The doctors were opening small vials of medicine, preparing large syringes to inject the contents. One of the doctors spoke, his tone clinical and detached, "Administer the anesthetic immediately, then begin the abortion procedure."Abortion procedure? The moment Wendy was attacked at Cecelia's place, she knew these people were after her—and specifically, after the baby inside her.She tried to move, but her body felt heavy and weak. The blow to the back of her neck had been excruciating, leaving her with no strength to fight back.One of the nurses asked, "Wh
Jessica hung up the phone, and just then, Stanley's deep, smooth voice echoed from behind her. "Why are you standing at the door?"Stanley stepped out of the study, holding a file, with Zayn following close behind him.Jessica immediately put on a smile. "Oh, nothing. I thought I heard something. Don't let me keep you from work."Stanley shot her a suspicious look.Jessica's heart skipped a beat. She feared Stanley might pick up on something. After all, with his sharp instincts, it would be easy for him to spot any funny business.At that moment, Zayn stepped forward with another document. "Mr. Hawk, this contract still has some issues."Stanley finally pulled his gaze away from Jessica. "Let's talk in the study."Stanley and Zayn turned to head back into the study to handle the urgent paperwork.Jessica's tension finally eased. She smiled slyly, knowing she didn't have to do anything else for now. All she had to do was wait for the good news.Tonight, Wendy's baby would be