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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!"

pushing yourself too

for her again,

other hand, he opened the toilet cover, then his eyes went to Wendy's

internal conflict was evident

more difficult decision to make compared to all the business

A second passed.

Then another one.

Then another three.

a century, Ryan finally made up his

his hand reached

turned pale with

do

help you with your clothes, or you do it by yourself while holding me to keep

no way I'm letting you

"Fine,"Ryan grumbled.

can just pee

Wendy's jaw dropped.

with her bladder, her face didn't look as intimidating as she had

her trembling legs, her tone

is all happening because I let you

you being

I'm trying to repay the

had been someone else, he wouldn't have

"Ryan Oliver..."

fall asleep last night, but it wasn't like I was in a deep slumber.And I do acknowledge what

words were so out of the blue, Wendy was confused and didn't understand what he was

his pocket in his

Wendy's head, and her face was

you fainted and wanted to call someone to

look in his face saying something along

was at

that she had already touched his

she should not feel

you

her bravado from

"Close your eyes!"she ordered.

He complied.

hand and took off

at him the whole time, afraid he might

didn't, but she

business was dealt with, she quickly sat

bowl, everything she held in just

especially since there were

and she swore

in all her life! When she

you done?"She said

and glanced at her

rabid wild cat that could attack at any time,

flashed across his

Ryan picked her up again and carried her out of the

Luke was squirming giddily on his seat, both of his hands pressed

he saw 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 other women.No, wait.It's not just my brother, but even Precious as well.Wendy is special to

the sofa that

bother with niceties or excuses and directly told the guests to

"You should go now!"