My Dad Please Come 92

Chapter 92

Stanley nodded and led Wendy toward the room.

Wendy furrowed her brow slightly, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "What did she say comes with extra charges?"

Stanley glanced at her, her innocent eyes wide with question, as if she was eager to know. He turned away, offering no response.

They entered Room 503. It was clean, but there was only one bed.

Wendy couldn't help but feel uneasy. How were they going to manage with just

one bed tonight?

"Wendy."

Stanley called her name from behind.

This was the second time he had said her name.

Wendy turned to face him. "What's wrong?"

She suddenly remembered their unfinished conversation. "You wanted to ask me something in the car earlier. What was it?"

"Did you-"

Before Stanley could continue, his phone pinged, the sound cutting through the moment.

a message from Jessica,

to find one from Jessica's

at it, he noticed something: Jessica's childhood face bore some

message. [I found this while going through old

him like a slap. Jessica was the girl he had

It wasn't Wendy.

had only reminded him of Jessica,

a soft laugh at himself. How could he have ever thought Wendy was

Wendy wasn't

Hawk," Wendy called

nothing. I'm

"Okay."

bathroom, and the

wondering what exactly he had wanted to ask her earlier.

off

Chapter 92

spread through her chest as she quickly typed out a message to

[Wendy, you've finally replied! Do you know how worried

outside, and

the bedside table. There were price tags

turned bright red. Wasn't that...a box of

of them-ultra-thin, lubricated,

Gosh.

types of items most hotels had, but she

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