Chapter 39
Glinda gasped, “Stanley!”
Outside the door, Wendy was equally stunned. She hadn’t expected Stanley to shield Jessica from the whip.
It was clear-Jessica had his blatant favoritism.
Stanley looked at Glinda, his voice firm. “Grandma, that’s enough. I’m the one who wants to be with Jessica. She’s done nothing wrong-it’s all my fault. If you want to punish someone, punish mel Don’t touch her!”
Jessica immediately reached out and clung to Stanley. “No, Grandma, don’t hurt Stanley! If anyone should be punished, it should be me!”
In that moment, Jessica and Stanley seemed like two star-crossed lovers, while Glinda stood as the villain trying to tear them
apart.
Wendy felt a bitter ache in her chest.
Glinda’s hand, still gripping the whip, trembled with rage.
“Stanley, Wendy’s your wife! Have you forgotten that for three years, when you were in a coma, it was she who stayed by your side, never leaving you? How could you hurt her like this? I can see you’ve been completely bewitched by Jessica! Fine, today I’ll
knock some sense into you!”
With heartache and fury, Glinda swung the whip at Stanley.
“Grandma, stop!” Wendy rushed forward, stepping in to block Glinda.
Glinda snapped, “Wendy, don’t be afraid. I’m here for you. No one will bully you!”
Wendy felt a sense of warmth at the words.
At that moment, Jessica cried, “Stanley, it hurts so much!”
Stanley turned quickly, his eyes falling on Jessica, who was clutching her chest, her face contorted in pain.
“Jessica!”
Wendy moved toward Jessica, reaching out to check her pulse. “Let me see.”
But before her fingers could touch Jessica, Stanley’s large hand shot out and grabbed her slender wrist with a tight grip.
Wendy looked up to meet Stanley’s cold, unfeeling gaze. His voice was sharp and distant. “I don’t need your fake sympathy!”
He jerked her arm away with a force that sent Wendy stumbling. Her soft waist collided painfully with the sharp corner of the
desk
A tear sprang to Wendy’s eye from the sudden pain.
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Glinda immediately rushed to Wendy’s side, her voice full of fury. “Stanley, have you lost your mind? How could you hurt Wendy?”
Freddy stepped in, standing between the two. “Mr. Hawk, this is too much!”
Stanley looked at Wendy, who had reddened eyes, tears shimmering in her gaze, making her look utterly vulnerable.
His clenched fist, hanging by his side, twitched. Stanley looked like he wanted to move forward, but at that moment, Jessica cried
out again.
“Stanley, I feel so dizzy…”
She made a dramatic show of nearly fainting.
Stanley reacted quickly, swooping down and lifting Jessica effortlessly into his arms. He strode toward the door, his voice commanding. “Get the car! We’re going to the hospital!”
Wendy lifted her gaze to see Jessica, who had been feigning weakness and dizziness moments ago, now nestled comfortably in
Stanley’s arms, shooting Wendy a victorious smile.
Jessica had won this round completely.
Glinda stamped her foot, enraged. “Stanley, don’t bother coming back once you leave…”
Her vision blurred and she collapsed, fainting right then and there.
“Grandma!”
“Grandma!”
Wendy quickly set to work, needling Glinda. As the silver needles withdrew, Glinda’s breathing slowed and became steady.
Freddy watched, anxious. “Mrs. Wendy, how is Mrs. Glinda?”
Wendy gently placed the needles aside. “She’s fine. Let her sleep for a while.”
Freddy’s anger flared again. “I don’t know what’s wrong with Mr. Hawk. He’s so focused on protecting Jessica!”
Jessica truly was his precious one, and a loved one’s influence could be devastating
Wendy winced, feeling a lingering pain in her side from the earlier collision. The ache seemed to claw at her heart. Though Jessica might be feeling sorry for herself at the hospital, Wendy couldn’t help but think that, in her position as the original wife, she was
the one who had it the hardest.