NovelGoldMy Dad Please C80 Chapter 80 He was calling her name.
With a snap, Wendy finally managed to free her hair, the knot coming undone with a sharp tug She sat up, her voice trembling slightly, "What's wrong?" Stanley looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Was that on purpose?" That was when Wendy realized something felt off. In the process of trying to untangle her hair, she ended up sitting on top of him.
Her position was now him lying down, and her on top.
Wendy's mind went blank, the realization hitting her with a shock. Instinctively, she tightened her legs.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStanley's firm waist was right beneath her, and her smooth pale legs draped over his sides, exposed and almost blinding in their fairness.
The moment she reacted, Stanley's sharp eyes flushed a deep red. His muscles, hidden under the silk of his pajama shirt, tightened and flexed, and he reached up, grabbing her soft waist, his voice hoarse as he said, "Relax.
Wendy's face turned crimson, her long, dark hair falling in disarray around her. Her clear, wide eyes darted around in panic, like a deer caught in headlights. She didn't understand.
"What do you mean?" Stanley swallowed hard, his throat tightening. "Relax your legs. They're too tight." Wendy, caught off guard, couldn't even muster a response.
She could already feel the heat radiating from his body. The room was now charged with simmering tension, warm and heavy with unspoken words.
Just then, a ringtone broke through the charged atmosphere-a phone call.
Stanley's phone, lying on the bedside table, lit up. Wendy looked up and saw "Jessica" flashing on the screen. Stanley, still lying in bed, shielded his eyes with his hand, his gaze cool but with an unmistakable edge of allure. He answered the call.
"Jessica." Jessica's call shattered the tension that had been building between them.
Wendy's blush faded instantly and she scrambled to get off Stanley, stumbling as she quickly got off him. Stanley threw off the covers and got out of bed, while Jessica's cheerful voice rang out on the other end of the line. "Stanley, you're up already?" Stanley responded absently, "Yeah." His eyes were fixed on Wendy, watching her scramble in a flustered panic as she ran into the bathroom.
He had been awake from the moment she moved, but he hadn't opened his eyes. He'd known exactly what she was doing the way her soft fingers had carefully traced his jawline. He knew how much she wanted to touch him, yet was too scared to.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm1/2 Chapter 80 "Stanley! Stanley, are you listening to me?" Jessica's voice snapped him back to the present. He quickly shook himself out of his daze. "What's up?" "Stanley, I've invited a few friends over to my house today. Cjoin us!" Jessica was inviting him to the Crones' residence.
Stanley turned her down without hesitation. "I have an important meeting today. I need to head to the office." Jessica, a little disappointed, replied, "Alright, then. All the best at work."
Stanley hung up the phone and stared at it for a moment, his m expression troubled. He glanced at his pants, his handsfeatures looking slightly worn out..
Every tWendy was involved, it felt harder and harder to keep his m composure He couldn't understand why, even though he didn't like Wendy, his body kept reacting to her. Stanley walked into the bathroom next door, turning on the cold water for a quick shower.
By the the returned, Zayn was already waiting for him. Mr. Hawk."
Stanley had regained his usual, calm regal presence demeanor, his cold,e parted his now back in full force. He lips to give an order. "Have someone look into George Ballard." Zayn looked confused for a moment. "Mr. Hawk, do you mean Mrs. Hawk's adoptive father?" Stanley nodded. "George served ten years in prison. Have someone look into the case from back then. I want to know exactly why he was locked up."
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