Chapter 32
This man!
Wendy was furious. She stood on her tiptoes and bit the corner of Stanley’s lip.
“Ugh!” Stanley winced in pain, a faint taste of blood filling his mouth. She had drawn blood with that bite.
He grabbed her face, squeezing it until her lips formed an “O” shape. His eyes were full of anger. “What are you, a dog? Do you
always have to bite people?”
Wendy shot him a defiant look. “You should be thinking about how to explain that cut on your lip to Jessica tomorrow. Even
though Nathan took your place, isn’t Jessica stuck with my second–hand goods?”
Stanley stared at her, speechless.
Second–hand goods?
This damned woman!
“We can hook up with other people, but you can’t be with Nathan!”
“Why?” Wendy asked, her voice calm but mocking.
up and down with disdain.
In truth, Stanley saw Nathan as a good friend. He couldn’t stand the thought of it. He looked Wendy up
“You think Nathan would be interested in you? Keep dreaming! You only know how to shake your hips on the dance floor. You’re
a country bumpkin who dropped out of school at sixteen, with no degree and no job. Nathan’s not that desperate. He might play with you for a while, but he’d get bored real quick.”
Wendy clenched her jaw, her chest tightening. So that was it–he thought she wasn’t good enough.
Maybe men were all the same–if they didn’t want something, they didn’t want anyone else to have it either.
Wendy didn’t get angry. Instead, she smiled. “Do you think I looked good dancing in the club today?”
Stanley froze. “What?”
Wendy pushed him away forcefully. “From now on, I’ll dance for him every day, and it’ll be different each time. I’ll make sure he
never gets bored.”
Without waiting for his response, she turned and went upstairs.
Stanley stood there, stunned.
Wendy!!!
Wendy entered her bedroom, but Stanley, looking grim, followed her inside. “Grandma’s health is deteriorating, so we’ll put the
divorce on hold. You need to stay here tonight and pretend to be my loving wife. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
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Although his tone was harsh, Wendy understood the gravity of the situation regarding Glinda’s health. She nodded in agreement.
She turned to look at Stanley, offering a gentle smile. “I don’t mind. But I wonder if Jessica can wait.”
Stanley shot her a cold glance. “You sleep in the bed. I’ll sleep on the couch. I’m going to shower first.”
Stanley went into the bathroom..
Just then, Wendy’s phone rang, the tone ringing out melodiously. It was a call from Samuel.
She answered the call, and Samuel’s voice came through the line. “Wendy, did you reject Jessica’s order?”
“Yes,” Wendy replied.
Samuel’s voice became serious. “You can’t reject that order. When we took it, Stanley paid a massive deposit. Now, we’ve received a lawyer’s letter from him. His legal team is top–tier in the country–they’re undefeated. He’s demanding compensation, and he
might make us bankrupt.”
Wendy’s heart sank as she fell silent.
“Wendy, Stanley isn’t someone to mess with. He insists you show up at the naturopathy center tomorrow. He wants to see you!”
Samuel’s tone was filled with urgency.
Wendy sighed. Stanley had always been decisive and ruthless. From the moment Samuel accepted the order on her behalf, she
knew she was trapped.
“Fine. Tell him I’ll be at the naturopathy center tomorrow,” Wendy said, a resigned edge to her voice.
She ended the call just as she heard the bathroom door open with a soft click. Stanley emerged, freshly showered.
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