NovelEnglishMy Dad Please C135 Chapter 135 Chapter 135 Stanley didn't say Wendy could leave, but she really didn't want to stay. She tried to pull her wrist away from his firm grip.
But Stanley's long, slender fingers tightened around her wrist, pulling her along with him.
"Stanley, what are you doing? Let go of me! Where are you taking me?" His strides were long, forcing Wendy to stumble as she tried to keep up with him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe dragged her out of the foot massage parlor and shoved her into his Rolls Royce Phantom. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Hawk Group's office building, and he pulled her inside.
The employees in the tech department were working late that night. They were just about to grab a cup of coffee when they saw their intimidating CEO walking in with a stunningly beautiful Wendy.
The employees' exhaustion instantly vanished, replaced by wide-eyed surprise. "Mr. Hawk?" Stanley didn't even spare them a glance as he dragged Wendy into his office.
The staff immediately erupted into whispers. "Is that Mrs. Hawk? Oh my god! She's stunning!" Someone snapped a photo of Wendy and sent it to the company's internal chat group, causing an uproar.
"Is this the one who caused Mr. Hawk to be called to the school after she got involved in a fight?" "She's so much prettier than Jessica." "Well, that's why she's Mrs. Hawk, and Jessica is just...Jessica." "Looks like Mrs. Hawk has caused trouble again. Mr. Hawk looks pissed. He's probably about to give her an earful.
11 "They're the perfect couple! I'm obsessed!" In the CEO's office, Stanley tossed Wendy inside. He yanked at the tie around his neck, his movements rough and full of tension. "Wendy, explain yourself!" He wanted answers.
Wendy felt guilty and unsure of how she ended up in this situation. Why had she been caught when he was supposed to be out having a romantic dinner with Jessica? Seeing her silent, Stanley stepped closer, his tall frtowering over her. He breathed heavily, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he sneered, "Did you take Grandma out for a milkshake?" He was listing her supposed offenses.
Wendy immediately denied it. "No, we didn't drink any milkshakes." As Stanley watched her lying through her teeth, his breathing becintense. "Did you take Grandma for a foot massage?" "I...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Wendy, I've really underestimated you. What else are you capable of? It's bad enough you can't b but now you've corrupted Grandma and Halsey too!" e yourself, His shout made Wendy's fragile shoulders tremble. She lifted her chin defiantly, meeting his gaze with her own." 1/2 Chapter 135 Why are you shouting? I haven't said a word about your affair with Jessica. So what if I brought them for a foot massage?" She even dared to talk back!
Stanley shoved her, forcing her slender back to crash against the om cold glass of the floor-to-ceiling window. His powerful body pressed in on her, his hand pinning her against the window.
With a sudden, firm movement, he grabbed her throat, his eyes burning with rage. "Wendy you're asking for itt Wendy felt her breath catch in her throat as she began to panic, slapping at his large hand. "Let go of me..." Stanley's gaze locked onto her delicate, angelic face, his anger boiling. How dare she stir up his life and mess with his emotions? And she didn't look sorry at all!
His grip tightened, and Wendy began to feel light-headed. She feared she wouldn't be able to breathe much longer: Was he really going to strangle her? She knew he didn't have feelings for her, but did he hate her so much now? Wendy didn't want to die. Desperate and feeling suffocated, Wendy rose onto her tiptoes, pressing her lips softly against Stanley's, kissing him.
Stanley's tall body went rigid in shock.
Wendy's soft, warm lips lingered on his, then parted slightly as she kissed him again, tracing the line of his cold, thin lips.
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