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"Ah!"Wendy exclaimed.

"Get out!"Ryan did nothing of the sort, and instead strode over to her and helped her up.

A few seconds later, Ray and Precious were also rushing into the bathroom.

"Mommy!"

"Auntie!"

Then, they asked in unison, "Are you all right?"Wendy forced a tight smile.

"I'm fine."

= The children eyed her with obvious doubt.

"You two go out first,"

Ryan said.

Ray didn't budge or say anything, but he did look up at the towering man.

Precious also hesitated, whining, "Daddy..."

"Your auntie needs to pee.You shouldn't be here."

The little boy's frown deepened.

He knew Ryan was right.

He might only be three years old, but he understood the concept of privacy well.

His mother could indeed not relieve herself with himself and Precious in the bathroom, but what about Ryan? Why did it seem like the man intended to stay in the bathroom with his Mommy?! As if reading the boy's mind, Ryan raised a brow and shot him a challenging look.

"Are you able to support and assist your Mommy?"

Ray finally understood then, even as he glanced at his short limbs with chagrin.

He silently stepped out of the bathroom, and Precious followed behind him.

When the kids were gone, Wendy finally let go of her calm expression and rubbed her buttocks with a grimace.

They hurt.

They really hurt! Just now, she supported herself against the wall.

After Ryan got out of the bathroom, she slowly let go of her hand.

Then she sat down on the toilet cover.

She didn't stand up until she could feel her two legs.

Well, first and foremost, she needed to take off her pants.

But she discovered to her dismay that she had been overestimating her two legs.

She had barely stood upright when her legs became jelly, wobbling under her weight until she had no choice but to drop to the floor, landing on her bum.

The pain from the impact was enough to make her cry, and her face twisted in frustration since she was still unable to attend to her needs.

She tried to pull her weight with her hands braced on the wall again, shaking off Ryan's arm when he offered it.

"You get out of here, too!"

yourself

face darkened as he reached for her again, not

his other hand, he opened the toilet cover, then

conflict was

more difficult decision to make compared to all

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

felt like a century, Ryan

as his

turned pale with

Oliver! What do you think

help you with your clothes, or you do it by yourself while

no way I'm letting you do

"Fine,"Ryan grumbled.

just

Wendy's jaw dropped.

but given her struggle with her bladder, her face didn't

over her trembling legs, her

have you know that this is all happening because I

are you being

why I'm trying to

he wouldn't have cared even if they died holding

"Ryan Oliver..."

last night, but it wasn't like I was in a deep slumber.And I

of the blue, Wendy was confused and didn't understand what he was trying to

pocket

rushed over Wendy's head, and her face was as red

was looking for your phone.I thought you fainted and wanted to call someone to come to save you.I...I didn't mean to touch

the look in his face saying something

at

her that she had already

should not feel too shy

right, you win!"she

her bravado from a while back

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

one hand and took off her

stared at him the whole time, afraid he might peek at

but she felt

business was dealt with,

the bowl, everything she held in just burst

sound was practically deafening, especially since there were only the

and she swore

had never experienced such shame in all her life! When she was done, she quickly cleaned

you done?"She

and glanced at

any time, what with the fierce glare she was shooting in

flashed across his

her up again

was squirming giddily on his

brother and Wendy approach, he leaned over to Leo and whispered excitedly, "Look, he's holding her again! Leo, this is the third time Ryan has ever embraced that woman.I told you, didn't I? In my brother's eyes, she's different from any

had Ryan put Wendy down on the sofa that

bother with niceties or excuses and directly told

"You should go now!"