Chapter 64

Wendy wanted to ease the awkwardness.

Stanley lowered his striking gaze and looked at her, his lips curving into a teasing smile.

"Help me?"

He was drugged, and now she was offering to help him.

Wendy froze, her small face turning crimson. She quickly waved her hands,

flustered. “It's not what you think! I can help you in another way!"

"Oh?" Stanley raised an eyebrow, watching her flail in a hurry to explain herself. His tone lightened, amused." And what other way would that be?"

Wendy couldn't speak.

Was he doing this on purpose? Teasing her on purpose?

The mature man seemed to enjoy the playful torment.

her, Stanley's long legs were encased in

look below his waist. She couldn't look there. But her face was

her face cupped in his large hand. His

room, and now she was sneaking

let her go.

She looked up at him, unsure what

no one want

No one wanted her?

tears. It wasn't just sadness; it was

worst part? The man who had once claimed

her, his posture commanding. If he wished, he

Stanley thought she looked utterly pitiful. From his vantage point, she sat on his bed, her delicate face still carrying a touch of youthful innocence.

want her, to claim her, to protect

invisible tension pulled between them, thick with

cheeks, forcing her little

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