What was he talking about?
Wendy could feel it–the cold, distant act was gone. The wicked, lustful Stanley was back.
She had wanted to peel back his mask before. But now that it had been pulled away, she realized she didn’t want it as much as she thought.
The Rolls–Royce Phantom sped smoothly down the road. Wendy glanced at the man beside her. “Did you have someone stop me from seeing Cecelia?”
Stanley’s large hand, with defined knuckles, rested casually on the steering wheel. He gave a half–hearted hum, barely acknowledging the question.
He admitted it.
“Did Nathan leave because of you, too?”
Stanley signaled, turning the wheel effortlessly with his strong wrist, his expensive watch catching the light as he made the turn.
His deep voice rumbled as he said, “Nathan should have arrived by now. What do you think he’s doing right now?”
Wendy said nothing, waiting for him to elaborate.
Stanley handed her a photo.
Wendy took it and stared at the image. There, she saw Nathan with another woman.
“This is who the Lowes chose for Nathan,” Stanley explained. “Lucille Jenner, the daughter of the Jenner family. Nathan just landed, and he’s already been taken to meet her for an arranged marriage. The union of the Lowe and Jenner families is inevitable.”
The photo was taken in a luxury suite at a six–star hotel. Both the Lowe and Jenner families were present, with Nathan and Lucille sitting across from each other.
Lucille was stunning, clad in a long pearly white dress, radiating the grace of a young lady born into a prestigious family. A union of the two powerful families felt all too real as the two of them sat there together.
“You can say I made Nathan leave, or you can say it’s the Lowe family’s decision for Nathan to return. Either way, you won’t be stepping into their door. You and Nathan won’t have a future together.”
Wendy stared at the photo. She could see how well Nathan and Lucille matched. In her heart, she was happy for
him.
Nathan was one of her few friends. She hoped he would find the right person for himself.
Wendy tucked the photo away. “I know I’m not worthy of Nathan. I’m self–aware.”
Stanley didn’t even flinch, giving a cold grunt. “Where do you want to go? A hotel?”
Wendy’s heart tightened at his words. Was he already getting to the point?
“I don’t want to go to a hotel.”
“Then we’re going back to Imperial Garden.”
Chapter 237
Tonight, he was taking her back to Imperial Garden.
426 BONUS
Their first time together had been in Imperial Garden. After a night of interse passion, he had humiliated her deeply.
Wendy still couldn’t understand why, if he was already tired of her, he wanted to sleep with her again.
“Mr. Hawk, are there condoms at your place?”
Stanley glanced at her.
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Wendy straightened her back, her posture firm and graceful “I’m allergic to the morning–after pill, so you’ll have to wear a condom. I’m sure you don’t want to have a child with me, right?”
Of course not. Stanley hadn’t thought about having children
Wendy could tell by his silence that he didn’t want to have a child with her. That night, he had been under the influence, unable to control himself.
She forced down the bitterness in her chest. “How about this? You have someone get the condoms ready, and you let Cecelia out. After all, I’m not going anywhere.”
Before she could finish speaking, the Rolls–Royce Phantom suddenly stopped. Stanley stepped out of the car, opening the passenger door. “Get out.”
Wendy stepped out, a little confused. “Why are you parking the car here?”
Stanley pointed with his eyes toward the supermarket ahead. “You wanted condoms, didn’t you? Let’s go buy some.”
Wendy was speechless.
Stanley led her into the store, and Wendy couldn’t believe what was happening. He was actually taking her to buy condoms.
She had never done anything like this before.
