My Dad Please Come 22

Chapter 22

Stanley froze for a moment.

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Wendy lay beneath him, her silky black hair cascading over the crimson bedspread-a shade specifically chosen by Glinda for their wedding room. The red accentuated the creamy fairness of her skin, making her appear luminous, almost ethereal.

There was an air of sensuality about the scene, but the thought of her lying like this beneath another man....

Stanley's fists clenched involuntarily.

He had intended to clarify that the 'delivery' last night was medicine, not a man. But as the words reached his lips, they refused to

come out.

Wendy's cold gaze met his. "Move."

She had ordered him to move.

Stanley didn't budge.

Frustrated, Wendy began to struggle. The memory of him bringing Jessica into his private wing last night flashed through her mind, and it made her recoil from even the slightest physical contact with him.

"Stanley, get off me! After spending the night with Jessica, did you even bother to clean yourself?"

Stanley stiffened in silence.

Wendy's hands above her head

him. She struggled even harder, her lithe, delicate frame twisting like a slippery little water snake beneath his

intimate.

thrown back to the night before, to the way she had seductively clung to him, teasing him with her lips

tongue. That memory, coup

heat

a hint of desire.

her wide, watery eyes staring at

breath and released her,

sat up as well, still

the only reason you're this angry is because I spent last night with Jessica instead

cutting like a blade.

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do you care what kind of men I spend time with?" Stanley's

me know when it's time to finalize the divorce. Until then, feel free to

same, We'll each

Her bright, clear eyes landed briefly on Stanley's lips,

have some

she walked out, leaving him

She was con

gone.

the edge of the

A storm of anger and

a dark shadow over

"That damned woman!'

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