My Dad Please Come 90

George's grip tightened. With a tearing sound, Wendy's collar was ripped open, exposing her delicate, pale skin to

the cold air.

A wave of memories hit Wendy, taking her back to years age, in a similar cave, where she had been pinned beneath George. The foul stench of his body pressed down on her, and helplessness and fear engulfed her like a tidal wave. She felt as though she was suffocating, as though she was about to die.

That young version of Wendy had been so close to death.

She thought of Big Brother. Why wasn't he here?

Suddenly, Wendy felt a weight press down on her again-George had leaned over her. She closed her eyes, bitterly realizing that even after all these years, when she found herself in a similar situation, her first thought was still of Stanley.

She had grown up in some ways, but in other ways, she hadn't. She still longed for Stanley to come for her.

Deep down, she knew he would never come.

Wendy reached for her waist...

blow sent him

upward. A handsome, dignified face

was Stanley. Stanley

a fleeting thought just moments ago was now standing before her. Wendy blinked, unsure

face stern. He carried the chill of the outside world with him, a presence that

Why was he here?

stared at him with tearful eyes, her expression that of someone who had been wronged, a look that

she hadn't even imagined he would come

draped it over her fragile

felt the warmth of his coat against her chilled skin, a tangible reminder that he had really

bloodied and broken, knew it was

It's all Wendy's fault-she seduced me! P- Please, don't listen to her. She loves seducing men ever since she was young! She's not good enough for you..." George began to desperately try and

turned her gaze to Stanley. Without a word, Stanley stepped

coughing up more

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