My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 133: Good Luck, Wendy 

At the Midnight Bar, the revelry had just begun.

It was only half past ten, but the dazzling lights, the loud music and the joyous vibe in the air made everyone giddy.

Sitting at the bar, Wendy had a bloody Mary in her hand, sipping it absentmindedly.

‘'Boring’' she thought, rolling her eyes at a group of over-excited girls nearby.  And she truly meant it.

When she lived abroad, she had her fair share of the wild nightlife those girls were after, but over the years she had lost all interest in it.

Turning the chair around, she leaned against the bar counter, still holding her drink.

She glanced at the entrance of the bar for the umpteenth time that night.

She hadn't seen Luke and Ryan enter yet.

‘'Perhaps they aren't coming? No way" She shook her head to disperse the shadow of doubt cloaking her mind.

Luke had definitely seen her.

And knowing him, Wendy was sure he would try everything to bring Ryan here.

She raised a hand to her face.

Maybe Luke didn't recognize her.

She wore a lot of makeup after all.

Then all her efforts would be in vain.

She wondered if she should give up.

'No!' The show had begun.

How can the lead actress get cold feet now? 

‘'Just be patient and wait a bit more’' she soothed herself.

When she had entered the bar, she had turned many heads.

With her makeup and her figure it was hard not to.

As Wendy was waiting, glancing at the door every now and then, a man came up at her.

"Excuse me.Is this seat taken?"

Wendy turned to the man and gave him a searching look.

He was thin and wiry, wearing a black suit and a pair of rimless glasses.

He had a general air of gentleness about him.

help comparing

man's body couldn't live up to

could

he still didn't look as

to ask the man to leave when she

she

definitely chosen the wrong girl tonight.Wendy was in a really bad mood, and like every other

not," Wendy answered, winking

simple lustful look his way and the man

sat down next

perfume reached his nostrils and he took a

body turned to

up with you? Why are you drinking

well." Wendy

my husband.He is very...strict.Uptight.So, I snuck out to have some fun.When he proposed to me, he promised he would respect me, treat me like a queen.All I had to do was stay at home and be pretty, while he was in charge of making money to support me.But after the wedding, he changed.He won't even let me

"Uh..."

sounded

because he had promised the very same things to his own wife, only to keep her in the house like a prisoner a

to get rid of that

leaned over and whispered at Wendy in a conspiratorial

sucks, I know.Marriage is where love goes to die.Once you put

and playing with the man's tie, she asked in a low voice, "And have you

"Of course not."

"Really?"

closer to her, putting one arm around her

and

a slave, I will first have to

the obnoxious man, she was unaware that Ryan was sitting in a corner watching

looks could kill, the man

hand, afraid of what he

that man.And I

observation didn't seem to

anger on your drink.Just relax your fingers a bit.If you keep this

sentence, the glass in

"..crush it,"

in

and found a safer place in a

your own grave, I am not sure

surprise, Ryan didn't wreak

on his face, he kept his anger bottled up and didn't

instead of relieved, Luke felt

he would inevitably explode at some point,

might be

all

luck, Wendy.You are going to need

Luke murmured to himself.

eyes around

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