Jessica didn''t want Wendy here.


    Wendy turned to look at Stanley.


    Still holding Jessica''s hand, he slowly lifted his gaze to meet hers.


    Their eyes locked.


    Before Stanley could speak, Wendy shifted her gaze and briefly nced at Jessica before offering a small, polite smile. "I''m d you''re okay. I''ll leave now."


    She turned and walked away.


    But she didn''t leave immediately. She stood outside the door, listening to the conversation inside.


    Jessica''s voice was filled with sorrow as she used Stanley, "Stanley, tell me. Did you sleep with Wendy?"


    Stanley looked at the door for a moment before his eyes settled back on Jessica''s pale face. "Jessica, I''m sorry."


    He admitted it.


    Jessica bit her lip. "Stanley, why? You told me you and Wendy were over!"


    Stanley''s expression darkened. Yes, he had told Jessica that he and Wendy were finished, but he couldn''t stop himself from seeking out Wendy.


    "Stanley, you''ve forgotten my warning. I told you not to touch Wendy, not to sleep with her! Now that it''s happened, I''m giving you a chance to make things right. I forgive you, but you have to choose between me and Wendy. I want you to divorce her immediately!"


    Wendy, standing just outside the door, heard those words. Once again, Jessica was forcing Stanley to make a


    choice.


    Would he choose Wendy or Jessica?


    Jessica was demanding that he divorce Wendy now.


    Wendy lowered her head, her whole body trembling slightly. After a long pause, she turned and walked away, the light from the hallway stretching her slender silhouette long and thin.


    Inside the VIP room, Stanley furrowed his brow. "Jessica..."


    "Stanley, is this choice so hard for you? I know Wendy is good at seducing men. She must have tricked you into bed. But sex and love are separate for men, right? You just used her to satisfy your physical needs, but you love me, right? Stanley, if I''m not the one you want to be with anymore, there''s no reason for me to live. I''ll kill myself right now!"


    With those words, Jessica became hysterical, sitting up and attempting to tear the bandages from her wrist. The wound began to bleed again, and the fresh blood soaked through the cloth, turning it crimson.


    Stanley''s face went pale as he rushed to stop her. "Jessica, what are you doing? Stop!"


    "Don''t stop me!" Jessica screamed, her eyes filled with fury and pain. "You want me dead, don''t you? I''ll make sure you''ll never have me again!"


    She pushed at Stanley, struggling so fiercely that she lost her bnce and fell off the bed, crashing to the floor.


    "Ah, Jessica!" Lilian screamed in panic.


    Stanley immediately reached out, pulling her into his arms. "Jessica, are you crazy?"


    Tears streamed down Jessica''s face. "Do you not want me anymore? Big Brother, you promised you''d be there for me! You''re my Big Brother, aren''t you?"


    Her calling him "Big Brother" made Stanley''s muscles tighten as veins bulged on his forehead. He held her tighter, his voice rough and reassuring. "I won''t leave you, promise."


    "Then divorce Wendy. I want you to divorce her!"


    The pain in Stanley''s eyes was palpable.


    Lilian spoke up, her voice desperate. "Mr. Hawk, you lost your way for a moment with Wendy. Jessica is the one you truly love. Ask yourself, who do you love- Wendy or Jessica?"


    In his mind, Stanley saw Wendy''s delicate face, the image of her sweet, innocent features. He closed his eyes, forcing the image of her away. The person he loved was always Jessica.


    Jessica was his little girl. He couldn''t let anything happen to her.


    When it came to choosing between Wendy and Jessica, there was no question.


    He would choose Jessica After a long silence, Stanley''s hoarse voice finally broke through.


    "Alright, I''ll divorce Wendy."