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.

message from Jessica, along with

the photo to

looked at it, he noticed something:

found this while

slap. Jessica

It wasn't Wendy.

childhood photo of Wendy had only reminded him of Jessica,

out a soft laugh at himself. How could he

Wendy wasn't

Wendy called

at her. "It's nothing. I'm going

"Okay."

bathroom, and the sound of water

exactly he had wanted to ask her earlier. But since he

off earlier,

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

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

huge storm outside, and Stanley

Wendy glanced at the items on the bedside table. There were price tags

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

of

Gosh.

realized that these were the types of items most hotels had, but she

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