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.

from Jessica,

to find one

something: Jessica's childhood face bore some

He stared at the photo, then read Jessica's message. [I found this while going through old albums today. Do you remember how I looked back then,

a slap. Jessica was the girl

It wasn't Wendy.

photo of Wendy had only

himself. How could he have ever thought Wendy was the one

wasn't the

Hawk," Wendy

nothing.

"Okay."

the bathroom, and the sound

wondering what exactly he had wanted to ask her earlier. But since he didn't ask, she pushed it

off earlier, and immediately noticed

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spread through her chest as

you've finally replied! Do you know how worried I've

It's just that there's a huge storm outside, and Stanley and I

on the bedside table. There were price tags on

turned bright red.

variety of them-ultra-thin,

Gosh.

types of items most hotels had, but

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