Luma''s eyes shone with pride-she couldn''t wait to unt her happiness in front of Wendy.
Wendy''s gaze remained cold, and she didn''t respond.
Luna ced her hand on her small belly, a smug smile curling her fips. "Wendy, you''re not jealous of me, are you? Some people have to take the morning-after pill after a night and even faint from the allergies, while I get pregnant and am showered with love. Life sure isn''t fair, is it?"
"Hey!" Halsey and Cecelia both moved as if to say something, but Wendy raised a hand to stop them.
"Let''s go," she said softly, her voice level.
With that, Wendy turned on her heel and walked away.
Halsey and Cecelia quickly followed. "Wently, why didn''t you let us put her in her ce?"
Wendy gave a bitter, almost self-deprecating smile. "Why bother? She''s just telling the truth."
She took the morning-after pill and fainted from an allergic reaction. Meanwhile, Luna got pregnant and became a huge star.
It was painfully obvious who Stanley loved and didn''t.
Luna knew exactly how to sting Wendy. Every word felt like a needle, sharp and deliberate, lodging itself in Wendy''s heart, always causing a faint ache.
The three women were waiting for the elevator when a group of people approached. At the front was that tall, handsome figure-Stanley had arrived.
Stanley was apanied by Zayn and others. The hotel manager greeted them personally. "Mr. Hawk, please, allow us to take the VIP elevator."
The manager activated the VIP elevator.
Stanley had indeede. He was here for Luna''s birthday party.
It made sense. Luna was carrying his child, after all. He would certainly be here.
Just then, Stanley''s gaze swept over to Wendy, and their eyes met for a brief moment.
"Come in," he said, his voice steady.
He was inviting them into the VIP elevator.
The manager immediately stepped aside for thedies. "Please join us."
Wendy hesitated, not wanting to go in, She still couldn''t understand why Stanley had apologized to herst night, but she wasn''t about to forgive him. She didn''t want to share an elevator with him, and honestly, she hadn''t expected to run into him today.
But Halsey and Cecelia, one on each side, pulled her into the elevator anyway. They weren''t afraid of him. They had no reason to.
Wendy sighed inwardly.
She nced at Stanley again. Today, he was wearing a custom ck suit, looking every bit the aloof, handsome businessman. He was surrounded by people, his demeanor cold and detached.
Stanley had looked at her for a moment, then turned away, not bothering to nce in her direction again.
Wendy stepped into the corner, trying to distance herself from him.
They both acted like strangers.
Just then, the hotel manager spoke up. "Mr. Hawk, what happened to your Did you get bitten?"
The manager had sharp eyes and noticed the small bite marks on Stanley''s throat.
The room fell silent, all eyes focusing on Stanley''s neck.
"Mr. Hawk, it really does look like you were bitten."
Wendy stood in the corner, deliberately keeping to herself. She didn''t want anyone to pay attention to her.
neck?
But the sudden attention to the bite marks, made her spine stiffen. She could feel her back straighten in response, her body tense.
She heard Stanley''s voice, low and smooth, exining matter-of-factly, “Yeah, I was bitten, by a little puppy."
"A puppy?"
Stanley let out a faint, ambiguousugh. "I''ve got a puppy. It''s not well-behaved, always biting me."
"You have a puppy? How lucky the puppy must be to have you as its owner!"
The crowd started to murmur in admiration, clearly envious.
Wendy, feeling utterly speechless, remained silent.
The elevator soon arrived with a soft ding, and she quickly stepped out.
Halsey and Cecelia followed, calling after her. "Wendy, why are you rushing? Wait for us!"
Stanley watched as Wendy walked away, a slow, almost unnoticeable smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Just then, his phone buzzed with a new message. It was from Luna.