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.

couldn't help comparing him

couldn't live

neither could his

in an expensive, elegant suit, he still didn't

ask the man to leave when

his lips, she saw a pretty obvious indentation

the wrong girl tonight.Wendy was in a really bad mood, and like every other time she was like that, she couldn't help but make anyone who bothered

it's not," Wendy

his way and the man looked flustered, eyeing

down

he

body turned to Wendy

you? Why are you drinking all

well." Wendy

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

"Uh..."

all sounded

own wife, only to keep her in the house like a prisoner a few

head to get rid of

whispered at Wendy

where love goes to die.Once you put on the ring, you sign your

asked in a low voice, "And

"Of course not."

"Really?"

and moved closer to her, putting

closer still and

as a slave, I will first

flirted with the obnoxious man, she was unaware that Ryan was sitting in a

around him seemed to crackle with tension and if looks could kill, the man talking to her would

took his brother's hand, afraid of what

than that man.And I know Wendy

didn't seem to help things

are talking your anger on your drink.Just relax your fingers a bit.If you

could even finish his sentence, the glass

"..crush it,"

in

Luke took a couple of steps back and found

wondered, 'What the hell is wrong with you, Wendy? You're digging your own grave, I am not sure if even God can

Ryan didn't wreak havoc in the

on his face, he kept his anger bottled

of relieved, Luke felt

all inside, he would inevitably explode at some

even worse, he might

if that was true, all hell was about to

are

Luke murmured to himself.

Wendy finished yet another sweep of her eyes around the room,

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