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Ryan's sweet words took Wendy by surprise.She suddenly felt dizzy with excitement.

Blushing, she raised a hand to her chest, as if to calm down the wild beating of her heart.

‘'Oh, my! Whoever said that the strong and silent type of men are dull?’' She sighed inwardly.

"I thought he was simply not interested in flirting or even that he just wasn't good at it...But look at him!"

Wendy's mind was still spinning.

She still held the phone in her hand, staring blankly at the text.

She couldn't think of a good response! She kept typing only to delete everything moments after.

She took a deep breath and finally typed.

"Is Luke there with you, Ryan?"

His reply came a moment later.

"No!"

"Well then, who is coaching you? Your flirting has improved immensely..."

"I wasn't flirting..." Ryan replied.

"Then what was that?"

"The truth."

Wendy's heart picked up the pace again, threatening to burst out of her chest.

She rubbed her face nervously, thinking, ‘'Oh, boy! What am I supposed to do? He's back to his usual relentless pursuit.No! No! We can't keep texting.I am not strong enough to resist for long.

As she made up her mind, she sent him a text saying, "I'm really tired.I think I'll go to bed now."

"Sleep tight"

Wendy didn't reply.

She locked her phone and threw it on the bedside table as if it might scald her fingers.

Then she got up and closed the curtain, turned off the lights and went back to bed.

She laid there, under the covers trying in vain to stop thinking about Ryan.

Meanwhile, in the villa right opposite Wendy's, Ryan noticed the lights in her room going out.

His cold eyes had softened a bit, holding a trace of tenderness.

He could picture her blush when she read his text as if she had been right in front of him.

He lowered his head and read her text again, smiling.

He remembered a time before he met Wendy, when he almost never sent SNS messages.

way of communication and thought

a message clearly,

he was eager

didn't feel like a waste

contrary, he was enjoying it so much that he wished he could slow

she was probably already asleep,

her, he finally put the phone back

the curtain and turning around, he stubbed out his cigarette

went to

there, under the grey cashmere quilt, were several

a

so peaceful and happy that sleep claimed

few days,

out of Wendy's

honesty, Wendy didn't really help

all the

and even found a cozy

felt grateful for

but it was new and bright and in a

and it

some prestigious maisonette or

that her sister would most definitely refuse to take

really liked her new

new

thorough interview, the school finally

was one of the best private bilingual kindergartens

amazing and as expected,

that amount

five figure number after

taken on a tour of the premises and was informed

end of the day, she was convinced that it was really

English teachers were all native speakers, and their flawless British accent gave off an air of

food there was magnificent.The kindergarten opened at half past seven

kids had a midmorning break, where they were served sweet and

made those snacks once worked

all the dishes were freshly made, the menu planned by an expert nutritionist After learning-and seeing- all this, Wendy

do was talk

"Go to school?"

Ray.School! There are many wonderful teachers at the school and many children

frowned and

want

"Children are too...childish!"

Wendy was stunned.

her forehead

are only three years old! You are a child

and looked at him

much fun.If you don't like to play with the other children, you can still play with your teachers.They know

Ray still looked unhappy.

am having fun staying