Stanley opened his social media app and saw thetest post Nathan had shared.


    It was a photo taken at vendale University''s sports stadium. The people were out of view, but their shadows were visible. One shadow was delicate and graceful, the other handsome and striking-obviously Wendy and Nathan.


    Nathan had captioned it, [The best birthday gift.]


    The post immediately attracted attention, and the wealthy heirs couldn''t help butment.


    [Nathan, it''s your birthday today. Why are you still outside?


    [Why are you two hanging out on campus? The presidential suite is already waiting for you!]


    [You guys don''t get it! Nathan''s staying in the girls'' dorm tonight.]


    [Dating a college girl-now that''s exciting.]


    Stanley read through thements, his throat tightening. His mind wandered back to Wendy''s dorm, to the little bed with the heart-shaped prints-he had slept there not long ago. He and Wendy had shared that bed.


    Would Nathan be sleeping there tonight, too?


    Stanley lowered his gaze, deep in thought. Both he and Nathan were like untouchable high-value men to the women of Hovendale, yet now they had both shared her bed. It was hard not to admire Wendy''s methods.


    Just then, Zayn entered the room. He immediately noticed the cold expression on Stanley''s face, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Hawk, are you upset because of Mrs. Hawk and Mr. Lowe?"


    Stanley tugged at his shirt cor but didn''t respond.


    "Mr. Hawk, I don''t think you should be bothered. You''ve always liked Ms. Jessica, so who Mrs. Hawk is with shouldn''t concern you. Didn''t you support Mr. Lowe pursuing her before? Now that he''s really with her, you seem upset-"


    Zayn was cut off as Stanley lifted his sharp gaze to meet his.


    Zayn immediately dropped the file he was holding. "I''ll leave now, Mr. Hawk."


    He rushed out the door, afraid of the icy look Stanley had given him.


    The CEO''s office was dead silent. Stanley mmed the file down onto the desk, grabbed his car keys, and strode out the door


    At vendale University, Nathan had just dropped Wendy off, and the two of them were strolling around the sports stadium.


    Wendy, curious, asked, "How did you know that love letter wasn''t from me?"


    Nathan smiled, his lips curling in amusement. "Because I know you wouldn''t write me a love letter." Being around Nathan was so effortless, sofortable. Wendy couldn''t help but smile back.


    Ding!


    Wendy''s phone buzzed. She opened her WhatsApp and saw that the message came from "Hubby", the first time


    +75 BONUS


    Stanley had ever sent her a message in their marriage.


    [Come out.]


    Two simple,manding words he was telling her toe out.


    Wendy quickly typed a reply, [I''m on campus.]


    [Look up.]


    Wendy''s heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes. Outside the school gate, she immediately saw a ck Rolls-Royce Phantom-Stanley''s car.


    He had actually driven to her school!


    The sleek, all-ck luxury car gleamed under the streetlights, quietly standing there like a king of the night. It had already caught the attention of passing female students, who couldn''t help but look back.


    At college, it wasn''t unusual to see rich heirs parking their luxury cars outside at night, but a Rolls-Royce? That definitely got the girls'' hearts racing.


    It wasn''t just the car-the dazzling vanity tes were rare even in Hovendale. Chapter 164