Chapter 15

Chapter 15
Stanley s mind wandered back to Wendy s delicate face her soft lips fragrant and inviting He had kissed her not long ago and
the memory of that tender moment lingered
As Jessica leaned in for a kiss, Stanley turned his head to avoid her.
Jessica missed her mark and pouted Why are you avoiding me
Stanley couldn t understand it himself Jessica was the one he liked A kiss between lovers was natural He didn t like Wendy
But he had just kissed Wendy The sensation of her lips was still vivid in his memory As someone with an obsessive cleanliness disorder the idea of moving seamlessly from one woman to another left him physically uncomfortable almost repulsed It felt
unclean.
Just then there was a knock on the door
Z ayn s voice came from outside Sir the antidote is here
Antidote?
Jessica froze She had drugged herself and Stanley had gone to fetch an antidote
Stanley removed Jessica’s hands from his neck and stood up. Furious, Jessica grabbed a pillow and hurled it at hisface.
Stanley are you even a man
She had practically gift wrapped herself for him even gone so far as to drug herself to entice him Yet he still wouldn t touch
her.
The pillow fell to the carpet after hitting Stanley’s face. Heglancedat her expressionlessly. “Get some rest.”
With that, he strode out of the room.
Jessica s at there silently seething
Stanley entered the study his tall frame standing by the floor to ceiling window A moment later Z ayn stepped in Sir Jessica
has taken the antidote
Stanley didn t turn around What about the antidote for Imperial Garden
I sent an assistant to deliver it but when he entered the room It was empty Mrs Hawk had already left Z ayn replied
Stanley turned slightly his brows furrowing Where did Wendy go
What Wendy didn’t know was that the man who came to her room was sent by Stanley to bring her the antidote.
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Z ayn hesitated Sir someone picked her up
Picked up Stanley wondered
She had taken such a potent drug Who had taken her away
His frown deepened Was it a manora woman
Z ayn hesitated again That
Stanley cut him off Forget it I don t want to know
What did it matter whether it was a man or a woman? He didn’t like Wendy. Plus, they were getting a divorce. It was none of his.
business.
Stanley dismissed him You may leave
Yes sir Z ayn exited
Stanley stood alone by the window his long clean fingers tugging at the buttons on his shirt As he caught his reflection in the
polished glass he noticed a faint bite mark on his Adam s apple delicate and unmistakably left by Wendy
His mind wandered back to Imperial Garden, where Wendy had lunged at him, biting his Adam’s apple, then curling up against
him like a kitten kissing him there and everywhere
Stanley closed his eyes irritation appearing on his handsome face Ever since the intimate moment in the bathroom he had
found his thoughts drifting back to her more than once
But it had been a fluke
The desire he had felt for her was a mistake
When Stanley reopened his eyes they were as cold and in different as ever the earlier emotions buried beneath a steely calmness
The next morning Wendy s at in a rattan chair while she quietly read a book Cecelia paced the room fuming
“A donkey must’ve kicked Stanley in the head! Ignoring his wife to chase after Jessica? And that Jessica–ugh, I’ve seen enough homewreckers, but to drug herself? She’s the lowest of the low!”
Cecelia was genuinely enraged. The night before, when she arrived to pick Wendy up,she found Wendy sittingonthe ground; hugging her knees. When Wendy lifted her head, her face was streaked with tears,looking just like an abandoned stray cat with
nowhere to go.