Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Wendy heard a buzzing noise Did Stanley just suggest finding her a man or two
He had made his choice.!
Without hesitation he had chosen Jessica
It felt like a blade had pierced Wendy s heart twisting deeper and shredding her to pieces Trembling she struggled to regain her
voice.
Stanley I m still your wife
Stanley, now immaculate in a black shirt and matching trousers, had reverted to his usual composed and aloof demeanor, as if the chaos of moments before had never happened. His voice was cold and detached as he extended something to her.
“This is for you , ” he said .
Wendy glanced down It was an eight figure check
Above her his magnetic unfeeling voice could be heard Wendy this is your divorce settlement Let s end this
Stanley placed the check on the bathroom counter and strode out leaving Wendy frozen in place
He was going to Jessica
Just like her mother had done years ago
Wendy’s eyes turned red, tears welling up until they spilled over. Once again, she had been abandoned. No matter how much she tried to hold on–whether it was her mother or Stanley–they gave all their love to Jessica.
No matter how hard she tried it was never enough
Soon voices came from outside
One of Stanley’s men had arrived , speaking with Mathilda. “Mr. Hawk sent me. I’m here to see Mrs. Hawk. Where is she?“.
“She’s in the bedroom. Follow me , ” Mathilda replied.
Their footsteps approached .
Panic –stricken, Wendy turned pale. She couldn’t believe Stanley’s efficiency–he’d already sent a man .
The irony stung.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The footsteps were just outside the door now.
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Wendy acted fast and opened the window It was the second floor but she didn t hesitate After climbing out she jumped
She landed hard on the lawn below feeling sharp pain in her ankle It hurt so much it felt unbearable Ignoring her disheveled
state she fumbled for her phone and dialed Cecelia
The call connected and Cecelia s voice came through Wendy It s late Where are you Having fun somewhere
Hearing Cecelia’s voice broke Wendy’s fragile composure. Tears she’d been holding back streamed down her face, one after
another , hot and bitter.
At 1996 Bar Jessica s at at the counter her beautiful face flushed from the drug s effects making her even more alluring
The tall man beside her, unable to resist her charm, draped an arm over her shoulder. “Hey, gorgeous. Thirty minutes are almost up. Looks like your boyfriend isn’t coming. Guess that means you’re mine tonight.”
Jessica ignored him her attention on the timer on her phone
Relax she said There s still five seconds left He ll be here Five four three two one
The moment she said one the weight on her shoulder vanished
The man s hand had been seized by another a strong calloused hand with defined knuckles With a swift twist there was a sickening crack
Ahh the tall man screamed as his wrist fractured
Jessica turned around to see Stanley
He was here.
Stanley’s broad shoulders carried the chill of the night air, his presence sharp and imposing. Without so much as a glance at the man writhing in pain, he shoved him aside with enough force to send him crashing into the bar.
The man let out another cry of agony
Jessica stood, a radiant smile spreading across her face. She wrapped her arm around Stanley’s, beaming sweetly.
“I told you,” she said brightly. “My boyfriend would come for
me.”
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