Wendy stayed silent. She couldn't understand what kind of wild imagination Cecelia had in her head, always "jumping to those kinds of conclusions.

Wendy snapped back, [Nothing is going on between him and me!]

Meanwhile, Stanley was standing under the shower, the sound of the WhatsApp notifications reaching his ears. Wendy was texting someone.

He took a cold shower, the icy water splashing over his firm muscles, bouncing off his skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire burning inside him. Every time he thought about Wendy lying on his bed, his mind drifted to forbidden places.

Stanley closed his eyes wearily, his handsome gaze darkening as his hand slowly slid downward.

He called out softly, "Wendy!"

Outside, Wendy heard his voice and answered, "Yeah?"

"What are you doing?" Stanley asked.

Wendy replied, "Nothing much, just chatting with some friends."

on, "Male

they're male or female friends is my private business. I won't be telling

chuckled, his voice low and husky. “I've seen plenty of your

her words sharp and deliberate.

made Stanley's

outside, was still

Was b

"Pretty Girl Squad" chat

teased, [Wendy, you've been single these past three years. Don't you have any needs? Can you

Wendy said nothing.

We're best

down to her earlobes. She had no desire, and

then, she heard the bathroom door opening. Stanley had finished his

Stanley wore a loose black silk robe, the belt tied casually, revealing half of his sculpte

of male beauty. A man who could hold Jessica's love for so many years had to have some

water droplets from his short hair with a towel and looked at Wendy. "What are you staring

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