Chapter 8

Stanley's genius junior had directly rejected his friend request!

At that moment, Zayn walked in with a cup of coffee. When he saw the screen on Stanley's phone, he was stunned. 'Did someone actually reject the CEO's friend request?'

This was certainly something out of the ordinary.

"Sir, your junior is…quite special," Zayn said.

Stanley scoffed. 'Special indeed.'

She was the first person to reject him. If she didn't want to add him, so be it.

Stanley picked up the coffee and took a sip, only to frown.

"Is the coffee not to your liking, sir? I'll make another cup," Zayn asked.

Stanley suddenly remembered the coffee Wendy used to make—it was always just right for his taste.

With an impassive expression, Stanley said, "Write an eight-figure check. That's my divorce settlement for Wendy."

She said she wanted to leave with nothing, but he didn't believe it for a second. A girl from the countryside who had stopped schooling at sixteen—how would she make a living? She was just playing hard to get, hoping for more money.

This eight-figure check was enough to buy out her three years. After that, they owed each other nothing.

Zayn nodded. "Yes, sir."

Just then, Zayn's phone rang. He answered and was thrilled. "Sir, great news! Dr. Ceylan has accepted our request and agreed to perform the heart surgery for Miss Jessica!"

Dr. Ceylan was a legendary figure in the medical world, known for her extraordinary skills. Even top-tier billionaires had to wait in line to see her.

However, three years ago, Dr. Ceylan had mysteriously disappeared, and no one knew where she went.

Now, she was back.

Jessica had suffered from a heart disease since childhood and had undergone treatments, but nothing worked.

Now, Stanley had used his immense wealth to secure Dr. Ceylan's services for Jessica.

The crease between Stanley's brows finally smoothed out, and he smiled. Jessica would be saved.

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The next day, Wendy arrived at the naturopathy center.

Suddenly, a group of black-clad bodyguards entered in an orderly formation, creating a path. Wendy and other bystanders were pushed aside.

Two young women nearby were chatting.

"What's going on?"

"Don't you know? Hovendale's Red Rose, the prima ballerina Jessica, felt unwell while dancing today. Mr. Hawk brought her here to see a doctor."

"With Mr. Hawk around, no wonder it's such a big fuss."

Wendy's lashes trembled. She hadn't expected to encounter Stanley and Jessica at the naturopathy center today.

"Look, there's Mr. Hawk and Jessica!"

Wendy glanced up, and Stanley's tall, handsome figure came into view. He was dressed in a custom-tailored black suit, exuding an air of elegance and dominance.

He carried Jessica in his arms.

Doctors and nurses from the naturopathy center flocked around them, fawning over them like stars orbiting a moon.

"Mr. Hawk, this way, please."

Stanley strode forward.

One of the young women gushed, "Wow, Mr. Hawk is so handsome! He's the epitome of a domineering CEO."

"And Jessica's so beautiful, with her fair skin and graceful ballerina aura. They truly are the perfect couple!"

"A dashing, noble CEO and a delicate, enchanting dancer—ahh, I'm dying over their fairy-tale love story!"

Wendy and Stanley's marriage was a secret, known only to a select few. Most people were shipping Stanley and Jessica.

Wendy watched Stanley disappear from her sight. Just now, he hadn't even noticed her; his eyes were only on Jessica. She was nothing more than a supporting character in their fairy tale.

Reeling in her emotions, Wendy followed her appointment instructions and found ward Number 109.

Soon, she saw Stanley, Jessica, Harry, and Lilian inside.

Jessica was already sitting on the hospital bed, surrounded by Harry and Lilian on either side. Just like in their childhood, they pampered Jessica like a princess.

"Jessica, this is great!" Harry said happily. "Mr. Hawk managed to secure Dr. Ceylan to treat you."

Lilian was moved to tears. "Jessica, you've been through so much! But now, everything will be fine. Once Dr. Ceylan cures your heart, you'll be healthy and can marry Mr. Hawk as his bride."

Jessica gave Stanley a sweet smile.

Stanley, tall and imposing, stood by her side, gently patting her head.

The scene of the four of them together was harmonious.

Wendy froze at the door. She couldn't believe how small the world was—Samuel had assigned her the heart surgery case, and it turned out to be Jessica.

The heartwarming scene inside made Wendy's eyes sting slightly.

At that moment, Stanley seemed to sense something. He turned, and his deep, sharp gaze landed squarely on her.

Wendy was caught off guard and met his gaze.

Stanley's gaze narrowed as he immediately strode over to her. "Wendy, what are you doing here?"

"I…" Wendy began.

Stanley's voice turned icy. "Wendy, are you following me?"

"I-I'm not," Wendy replied.

Harry and Lilian noticed Wendy too.

"Wendy, why are you here? Today, we invited the legendary Dr. Ceylan to treat your sister! How could you come here and cause trouble at a time like this?" Lilian yelled.

Harry's expression darkened. "Wendy, you're so inconsiderate. Leave immediately!"

Jessica said nothing. She sat on the bed, her gaze haughty and radiant as she glanced at Wendy.

At that moment, Stanley's imposing figure leaned closer. He grabbed Wendy's slender arm.

His voice was cold and dismissive. "Wendy, are you still playing hard to get? Have you not had enough of this? Now you're resorting to stalking? Stop wasting your time on me. Leave!"