NovelEnglishMy Dad Please C85 Chapter 85 Glinda didn't get the chance to take the photo because Wendy quickly put it back in the box. "Grandma, this is a photo from when I was a child. It's so ugly. I can't let you see it." Glinda smiled and withdrew her hand. "I don't think you could ever be ugly." Freddy added, "I completely agree." Wendy, hearing the warm reassurance from both Glinda and Freddy, lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup.
Just then, the maid's voice broke the moment. "Mr. Hawk." Wendy looked up and saw Stanley had returned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGlinda smiled brightly. "Stanley, you're back?" Stanley took off his jacket and handed it to the maid before walking into the living room with long strides. Wendy, still holding her bowl, noticed something strange about the soup. It tasted odd, like skind of herb had been added. "Grandma, did you put something in the chicken soup? It tastes strange." Glinda's eyes sparkled. "Wendy, you noticed? I had them add sherbs to help with fertility." Fertility? Wendy stared at the bowl, a sudden tension in her forehead. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she drank, there was no way she could get pregnant since she and Stanley hadn't even consummated their marriage.
"Grandma!" Wendy protested.
Glinda held Wendy's hand with a gentle yet earnest expression. "Wendy, it's about tyou and Stanley had children. I'm getting older, and my biggest hope now is to have a great-grandchild before I die." Seeing the hopeful look in Glinda's eyes, Wendy knew she was destined to disappoint her. Stanley sat down beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder in a protective gesture. "Grandma, Wendy is still young. There's no rush when it comes to children." Wendy glanced at Stanley's handsface. Was he trying to put the pressure on her? "Grandma, actually, I do want to have children," Wendy said.
Stanley froze, clearly surprised. He looked down at Wendy. She wanted children? Wendy playfully fluttered her long lashes, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze. "But Stanley's been so busy with work lately. By the the comes back to the room, he's just too tired to perform." What did she just say? Too tired to perform? Stanley's face instantly turned dark, the color draining from it.
"Stanley, you're so young, but you're too tired to perform? Glinda gave him an assessing look. "No wonder you and Wendy haven't made any progress. So the problem's with you, huh?" Stanley muttered, "It's not like that, Grandma..." 1/2 Chapter 85 "I'll have someone make you a special soup tomorrow," Glinda said seriously. "You need to build up your strength until you give us a baby for the Hawk family!" Stanley was speechless.
Wendy stifled a laugh, her lips curling into a sly grin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStanley shot her a sharp look, glaring at her in displeasure, Back in her room, Wendy opened the box again and pulled out the photo.
It was a picture of little Wendy, looking broken and vulnerable in a moment of helplessness.
Just then, her phone rang with a melodious ringtone. It was a call.
Wendy answered, and immediately, George's laugh cthrough m c"Wendy did you get the photo?" Wendy's expression grew cold. "What do you want?" "I want money," George said with a smirk. "Mr. Hawk gaveone million before,
but you took it back. Now, if you don't givemore, this photo will end up in Stanley's hands, reach Glinda, and everyone who knows you will see it. How do you think they'll view you then?" Wendy's voice was calm. "How much do you want?" George's demand was bold. "A hundred million!"
Wendy's lips curved into a silent, amused smile. "A hundred smile. "A millon? You really have sguts."
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