Chapter 182
Did humiliating her really make him this happy?
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Stanley stood on the balcony, wearing a black silk robe. He held a cigarette between his long fingers, taking quick, sharp drags. The smoke spiraled up, obscuring his face, but the tight furrow in his handsome brow was clear.
He smoked in frustration, the ash tipping off the end of the cigarette in angry bursts, lit red sparks falling to the floor.
He felt like he was losing his mind.
There was nothing wrong with the Executive Suite. He had instructed the resort manager to say that. He just didn’t want Wendy and Nathan in a room alone.
The thought of her ordering condoms and lingerie made his mind race with images of what she might be doing with Nathan. He couldn’t control the jealousy churning inside him.
In the dead of night, Stanley suddenly realized something terrifying. He couldn’t bear the thought of Wendy with another man.
He didn’t love her, but he craved the pleasure she gave him.
It was just supposed to be a casual thing. But the problem was, he hadn’t had enough yet. How could he let her go to another man before he’d even had his fill?
Just then, someone wrapped their arms around him from behind.
“Stanley, why are you smoking?”
It was Jessica. She rarely saw him smoke.
Stanley slowly turned around to face her, about to say something, when the bathroom door clicked open. Wendy stepped out, having just finished her shower.
Nathan walked over to her.
“Wendy, you’re done showering?”
Wendy nodded.
At that moment, she caught sight of Stanley and Jessica on the balcony. Jessica was holding Stanley from behind, and he had a cigarette between his fingers, the two of them looking comfortable and close.
After humiliating her so thoroughly, he was now with Jessica.
Wendy quickly averted her gaze. “I’ll blow dry my hair.”
She sat at the vanity and picked up the blow dryer, starting to dry her damp hair.
Nathan stepped closer. “Wendy, let me dry your hair for you.”
Stanley watched Wendy. She had just finished her shower, and she was wearing a white nightgown with a lace collar, making her appear so sweet and innocent.
The vanity lights illuminated her face, smooth and soft like porcelain. She looked like she smelled of soft, delicate
sweetness.
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Chapter 182
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Nathan stood behind her, taking the blow dryer and starting to dry her hair.
Stanley’s gaze darkened as he saw Nathan’s long fingers combing through her hair. She looked up at him, smiling warmly, and the sight made something twist painfully in his chest.
He glanced down at his cigarette and felt a sting on his finger–he had burned himself on the tip of the cigarette. Stanley scowled and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray He then parted his lips, his voice cold and sharp. ” Wendy, don’t you have hands? Can’t you do it yourself?”
Wendy had been about to stop Nathan from helping her, but hearing Stanley’s words, she lifted her gaze to him.
Stanley’s eyes were icy as he stared at her, his lips curling into a mocking smile. “Can’t you blow dry your own hair, or do you just love having a man do it for you?”
Wendy’s face drained of color.
Nathan frowned immediately. “Stanley, what’s wrong with you? I offered to help Wendy with her hair. Why are you treating her like this?”
Stanley stood tall and unyielding, his voice as frosty as ever as he commanded, “You have hands. Do it yourself.” Wendy reached out for the blow dryer, but Nathan stopped her hand. He glared at Stanley.
“Stanley, you’re really asking for it now! You wanna fight?
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