Wendy Finch And Ryan Oliver Novels & Stories

Ethan patted him on the back and thanked him for taking care of it. “So, Oliver, how are things?” Ryan asked with a wide smile. “What’s it been, like two years since I’ve seen you?” “I think so.” Oliver said, nodding. “I think the last time I saw you was at the Christmas party you threw for your office.” “That’s right!” Ryan exclaimed, snapping his finger. “Man, I was sloshed that night.” “You?” Oliver scoffed. “I was the one who kept having to take shots because your assistant wouldn’t leave me alone!”

Fiona said, but Wendy frowned. "He doesn't like me. Stop giving me silly hopes. I want to go inside and rest," Wendy went inside the apartment that she shared with Fiona. Fiona shook her head, and before she could go inside, she saw Jonathan arrive again. "Officer Jonathan, why are you here? Wendy is not around, and she told me to tell you that she has found a new client," Fiona said, standing protectively in front of the door. Jonathan frowned because he saw Wendy arrive. He had wanted to leave before, but he waited for her to return as he went to the restaurant nearby to eat.

Wendy was still throwing a tantrum and wanted to stop me from leaving. “I’m leaving to get you the money! Don’t be ridiculous!” I was so furious that I slapped her. “Why should your brother-in-law lend you money? Can’t you be more mature and stop causing trouble to me?” Wendy fell silent and she let us leave. After we took the money, they were no longer outside the house. The living room was also empty. I only heard someone talking when I got closer to my parents’ bedroom. “After Ben and Ruby die, Olivia won’t be able to do anything. All their money will belong to Charlie.”

Great. "I'm his secretary," I said carefully. "Starting this Friday." "That's so exciting." She didn't sound excited. She sounded... calculating. "Damon's very particular about who he works with. You must have made quite an impression." I didn't know how to respond to that. "How do you two know each other?" I asked, looking between Wendy and Ryan. "Oh, we go way back," Wendy said before Ryan could answer. "Ryan's Damon's cousin. And the three of us—me, Damon, and Ryan—we've known each other since we were kids. Practically grew up together."

Because Oliver wanted to repay that kindness, he had made it a habit to follow behind me to ensure my safety, even though I already had bodyguards monitoring me outside of school. Seeing how flustered and self-conscious he got just by me stepping closer, I couldn't help but tease him. "Did you only marry me because you wanted to be my dad's son-in-law?" "No," Oliver said, his voice dropping into a serious, steady register. "I'm grateful to be part of your family, but I would only ever marry the girl I love." The sheer honesty and warmth in his eyes made my cheeks burn hot. Meanwhile, Wendy grew frantic when the bank transfer never came through and she couldn't get ahold of Shawn. After pokin

In an age where newlyweds caught making normal nighttime noises were dragged out and paraded through the streets in disgrace, Terence and I turned into the most intimate strangers. Now everything made sense. By pushing me to adopt Ryan, Wendy effortlessly secured herself a transfer to Harborstone, while also getting a free caregiver to raise her son and a built-in spy to keep tabs on Terence and me. She really played her cards perfectly, killing three birds with one stone. When Wendy scrambled to hold me back, I pinched my thigh so hard that my tears burst from my eyes in a hot rush. "Wendy, don't stop me! Ricky's gone, and I don't want to live either! Tell me where he is. I'm going with him

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Oliver looked at her. Wendy smiled gently at him, feeling relieved that he was doing well. The little one seemed a bit shy. After a brief moment of eye contact, he turned away. He pretended to choose fruits while holding the tiny scissors. These subtle interactions between mother and son didn't escape Rebecca’s notice. She lowered her gaze and looked between Wendy and Oliver. It wasn't only about what happened earlier but also what occurred at the mansion's entrance. Wendy wanted to return to the company. Yet after Rebecca mentioned Oliver, she hesitated and agreed to get out of the car.

Wendy, sheltered in his embrace, felt both annoyed and proud as they ran away like they were dodging paparazzi and crazy fans. In late April, just before Asher prepared to return to New York, Wendy told him she would soon come to New York to see him. She had once again secured an internship with the TAL Wildlife Conservation Association. This time, she hadn't even applied—they emailed her, asking if she was still interested in interning again. Whenever they had time or an opportunity, both of them unhesitatingly moved closer to each other. Even when they couldn't be physically together, their calls, video chats, and messages never stopped.

Through my blurred vision, I thought I saw the sixteen-year-old Ryan crying for me, whispering that I wasn’t allowed to leave. My hand trembled as I reached up and wiped away the tear. My fingertips touched warm skin. Like I was soothing something fragile. “Okay… I won’t divorce. I’ll come with you. “Ryan, don’t cry.” The next day, he brought me to the family dinner. The moment he turned away to greet someone, Wendy approached with a glass of wine in hand. She deliberately rested a hand on her barely noticeable stomach. The other toyed with the star-and-moon necklace at her collarbone.

Oliver said to Wendy holding her hands as they both stood on the rooftop of her house. “I love you too Oliver” Wendy said blushing. “Will you be my better half for now and eternity?” Oliver said going on one knee with a ring. “Yes I will” Wendy said looking excited as she stretched her hand and Oliver put in the ring. He stood up and gave her a warm hug his big body enveloping her in his embrace. They heard someone clapping from a distance and when they turned they both saw Penelope approaching. “What a beautiful scene to behold, I must say finding true love at this age is something that must be commended” Penelope said smiling mischievously.