Wendy furrowed her brows. "What did I do?"

Stanley clenched his jaw. "Who told you to dress like this?"

'What? Like this?' she wondered. "What do you mean, Stanley?!"

Stanley glanced at her ultra-short skirt. "Your thighs are almost exposed. Do you really want people to see your legs like this?"

Wendy's skirt was a bit short, but it was Cecelia's choice.

Cecelia's exact words were, "My dearest Wendy doesn't show her legs, but look at how Jessica flaunts hers. Tonight, let everyone see who has the best legs in Hovendale."

Wendy raised her finely arched eyebrows. "Looks like Mr. Hawk noticed my legs."

Stanley paused.

Wendy leaned back against the wall, appearing languid and graceful. She slowly lifted her right leg, her crystal-high heel brushing against his ankle.

Stanley had on black trousers, showcasing his long, muscular legs, exuding an aura of coldness and restraint.

Wendy's pale foot gently grazed up his ankle, moving provocatively along his calf. It was an act of seduction and defiance.

Stanley shot her a cold glance. "What are you doing?"

Wendy curved her lips into a smile. "Mr. Hawk, which do you prefer? My legs, or Jessica's?"

Stanley stared at her small, delicate face that glowed with celestial radiance, yet she provocatively seduced him with a dazzling smile.

Last night, he had glimpsed the beauty hidden beneath her dark-rimmed glasses, but he hadn't expected her to be this beautiful.

He felt like he had seen this face somewhere before.

Wendy's clear eyes sparkled. "Mr. Hawk, has Jessica ever wrapped her legs around your waist?"

Wendy had never seen before. "Wendy, are you really this shameless? All you think about is men.

didn't answer Wendy's question about Jessica. That was perhaps the

Jessica's legs had definitely wrapped around his waist, or else why would he still remember her

have a man like Stanley so deeply

clear and distant. "Well, Mr. Hawk, your body isn't up to par and can't satisfy me, so of course I have to go out and find men. Let's get divorced quickly. If the first man

say he was inadequate, and the next

was truly asking

out, grabbing Wendy's chin. "Are you trying to provoke me?

'What?' Wendy froze.

moved closer to her lips, teasing, but with words that carried no warmth. "Dream on. I won't touch you. The one I love

He loved Jessica.

stung her heart, the sharp pain spreading

sweet

up-Jessica had

Red Rose of Hovendale, was a beautiful woman with rosy lips and perfect teeth, her body delicate from

gaze to meet hers, his eyes filled with a tenderness Wendy had never

nodded, then turned

didn't recognize

Wendy would never

completely different parents. Harry, Wendy's father,

a happy family with her real father, Jerry, and her mother Lilian, who were always

loved her dearly, always lifting her high. "Wendy, please be happy

Jerry's brother, moved in with his daughter Jessica. Wendy's mother became Jessica's mother

Her

an A+, her mother hit her hand

had to undergo chemotherapy, her head had to be shaved. She cried, saying she

should look the same as your sister

and Harry would

her late father had bought her,

mother incredibly happy. But

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