Be was shocked to hear Stanley admit he already had someone he loved.
"What is she like?" Be asked, her curiosity evident.
Stanley smiled softly. "She''s beautiful, smart, talented, and has this special aura about her. She''s an amazing person, truly radiant."
Wow.
Be grinned, her eyes lighting up. "That sounds like my mommy. She''s just like that, too."
To Be, Wendy was extremely radiant, like a precious diamond.
Stanley chuckled. In the eyes of children, their mother is always the best. He could understand that.
To him, there would never be anyone more radiant than Wendy.
"Are you together with the one you love?" Be asked innocently.
Stanley shook his head. "Not yet. I haven''t won her over."
Be nodded thoughtfully, clearly processing the information.
By this point, they had reached the door of Room 808. Stanley looked at Be and said, "This is it." He then pressed the doorbell.
Inside the room, Wendy was waiting for Be''s return. She heard the doorbell ring and stood up, ready to greet her daughter.
The assistant started to move toward the door, but Wendy stopped her. "No need. I''ll open it. Be will want to see me first."
Wendy walked to the door.
Outside, Stanley looked at Be. "What''s your name?"
Be beamed at him. "Mr. Handsome, my name''s Be Hawkesley. You can just call me Be."
Be Hawkesley?
What a lovely name.
Stanley smiled. "And what is your mommy''s name?"
Be answered proudly, "My mommy''s name is Wendy."
The words hit Stanley like a sudden shockwave, his tall figure freezing in ce.
His dark eyes contracted in disbelief, and he looked at Be with confusion. "What did you say your mommy''s name was?"
"What''s wrong? Her name is Wendy. It''s spelled W-E-N-D-Y. Oh, at work, people call her Jolin."
Stanley froze. Be''s mother....was Wendy?
Just then, the door clicked open, and Wendy''s soft, melodic voice reached them. "Be, you''re here?"
Be waved joyfully. "Mommy, look! I brought Mr. Handsome with me!"
Mr. Handsome?
Wendy turned to look at Stanley, and Stanley met her gaze. Their eyes locked, and the world seemed to pause.
Wendy''s face went stiff.
She nced at Stanley, then at Be. Now, Stanley was holding Be in his arms, both of them standing at her door.
How could this be?
Stanley stared at Wendy, his mind racing. He had to ept the truth now-Be''s mother was Wendy. When Wendy left three years ago, she was pregnant. The timeline matched perfectly. Wendy had given birth to Be. Wendy looked at Stanley, still stunned. "Mr. Hawk, what are you doing here?"
Without a word, she swiftly took Be from Stanley''s arms.
Stanley struggled to snap out of his shock. "Be''s your daughter?"
Wendy nodded slowly. "Yes."
Be looked up at them, her innocent voice cutting through the tension. “Mommy,
do you know Mr. Handsome?" Wendy turned to Be. "Be, is this the Mr. Handsome you told me about?"
Be nodded, grinning. "Yes!"
This was probably the bond of blood. Whether Wendy wanted to ept it or not, Be had met Stanley. She called him Mr. Handsome, to boot.
Stanley turned to Wendy, his voice hoarse with realization. "Is Be your daughter with Samuel?"