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Henry lingered outside for a long time before finally leaving, convinced he had smoothed things over with Wendy. He even managed to get her to drink the soup he brought.
Not long after, he got a call from his company and rushed off.
The moment the door closed, Wendy ran into the bathroom and threw up everything she had just forced herself to drink. Then she stood at the sink, washing her hands over and over.
When Chase opened the bedroom door and came out, Wendy was still scrubbing furiously. Her hands were already red and raw from the hot water. The room was silent except for the sound of running water and her frantic movements.
“That’s enough,” Chase said softly, wrapping his arms around her from behind and shutting off the faucet. “You’re already the cleanest girl in the world, our Wendy.”
Wendy lifted her head. In the mirror, their eyes met. Chase saw her eyes red and swollen, tears still trembling in her lashes before spilling over.
“I know the Harrison family was involved in my father’s death,” Wendy said hoarsely. “But I still have to pretend with Henry. I’m scared my father is watching from above… and hates me for it.”
“Never,” Chase said, kissing her temple and holding her tighter. “He would be proud of you. You’re bearing this pain to uncover the truth. I know it, and your father and mother know it too.”
Wendy broke down in his arms, her sobs soft and helpless–so different from the strong woman she showed to the world.
“I don’t understand why,” she cried. “Why did I ever get involved with Henry back then? Why didn’t I see it sooner?”
Chase gently stroked her hair. “Your mother told me. In the beginning, you didn’t know the truth about your father’s death. She hid it from you, afraid the hatred would destroy you. Later, when you took over Quinn Group, you found out on your own–and you cut off any lingering feelings for Henry. You’ve already done more than enough.”
Wendy sobbed for a while longer, then raised her head stubbornly. “No. I wasn’t good enough. I took too long to fall in love with you. I made you suffer so much. If only I had known earlier-”
“If you had known earlier,” Chase said gently, “you wouldn’t have married me out of heartbreak when Henry went abroad to get engaged. We might never have even begun.”
Sometimes, the wrong roads led to the right place.
Maybe the start wasn’t perfect. But they were both moving steadily toward a better ending.
Wendy glanced at the insulated thermos on the table, feeling sick just looking at it. Without
hapitation, cha thraw it into the teach. Cha would raka it
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“Henry’s starting to panic,” she said.
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They didn’t let it ruin their evening. They still curled up on the couch and watched a movie. Wendy picked a suspense thriller–lately, it had become their little tradition.
On free evenings, they would guess the killer from the very beginning, peeling back layers of clues together. Whoever guessed wrong had to grant the winner a favor.
They unfolded the sofa into a soft bed, lying side by side, Chase feeding Wendy slices of fruit.
“You can tell Henry’s getting desperate,” Chase said. “And the best part–your partnership with Lemon is solid.”
Wendy huffed. “Lemon, huh? Saying it so sweetly. Just admit you two were childhood sweethearts.”
Chase dodged when she playfully pinched him, laughing. “Just because we were neighbors doesn’t mean we were meant to be anything more. She’s always been like a little sister.”
While Chase talked, Wendy was already deep into the movie, quickly identifying the prime suspect before
We Could even make a guess.
“If I’m right this time,” Chase said, “we’re going on a honeymoon abroad.”
“Deal” Wendy agreed.
Their first wedding had been grand but rushed, nowhere near the dream wedding Wendy had imagined. On the very first day of marriage, she had left for work, leaving Chase alone.
He had lived in the shadow of that cold start for five long years.
Now that they were starting over, Wendy wanted to do it right.
Once everything was settled, she wanted to marry Chase again–properly.
That would come later.
Two hours later, the movie ended.
Chase had guessed correctly.
He wasted no time, scooping Wendy up into his arms and carrying her to bed. They lay face to face, noses brushing
“Don’t forget what you promised me,” he whispered. “After New Year’s, make time for our honeymoon”
“I won’t”
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Hearing that title made Wendy blush, remembering the day at the hospital.
“Never. You pick the destination, we’ll go wherever you want.”
Finished
The next day was a rare day off. Chase didn’t have to go to the hospital and could accompany Wendy to the office.
Chase’s visits to Quinn Group had become more frequent lately.
No one dared to say anything anymore–especially the board members. They had once gossiped about Wendy supposedly cheating, but now it was clear: the bond between Wendy and Chase was stronger than ever.
Ms. Zach, who had once gotten a warning from Wendy, couldn’t hide her sour expression every time she saw Chase.
Chase didn’t care what anyone thought, but he was curious enough to ask, “Ms. Zach?”
Wendy sneered. “What else? He’s a plant from the Harrison family. Been here for years. I don’t see any need to get rid of him. It’s better to keep him around and monitor the Harrison family’s
moves.”
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