Right Person, Wrong Time novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492 You Did Pretty Well

Just then, Hayden tugged at Wendy’s sleeve. After rolling his round eyes, he said in a childlike voice, “Don’t worry, Aunt Wendy. I’m Dad’s only son. Even if he marries this woman, he’ll still be partial to me.”

Wendy’s expression finally eased when she heard the boy’s words. She crouched down and patted his head, saying, “Yeah, you’re right. You’re my first nephew! In the future, everything Colton owns will definitely be yours. There’s no way this woman could steal them away!”

Queenie’s face became as black as thunder as she looked on. Clenching her fists tightly, she stared at Hayden viciously. I have to get rid of this little b*stard, or something will definitely go wrong between Colton and me.

Suppressing the venom in her eyes, she looked at Anna and continued, “Mrs. Gardner, I’m still a bit unwell with my pregnancy, so I gotta go. Just give me a call if you feel unwell or anything.”

Looking impatient already, Wendy urged, “Just get out of here.”

Queenie slowly left while still wearing a gentle expression.

After she left, Wendy walked toward Anna in displeasure and said with an aggrieved look, “Mom, why would Colton want to marry this woman? She’s fooled our family for five years with a lie!”

Not wanting to expose Colton’s lies at the moment, Anna replied with a stern look, “You have to respect your brother’s choice.”

Wendy clenched her teeth while stamping her foot resentfully in displeasure. In the end, perhaps because she was incredibly displeased with Queenie, she went upstairs alone in anger.

Whitney didn’t know how she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, she felt dizzy all over. She blinked her eyes. It was pitch-dark inside the room, and the air was filled with a suggestive smell.

Suddenly, a man’s deep voice rang beside her. “You’re awake?”

Today’s weather was very nice. The blazing sunshine was so dazzling that Whitney had a hard time opening her eyes.

Douglas unhurriedly put on all his clothes before turning around to look at Whitney. His face showed no change of emotion as he looked at her in bed with an imperturbable expression.

After a long time, he slowly asked, “Was that your first time?” He clearly sensed how awkward the woman before him had been last night—as well as the thin layer.

Whitney lowered her eyes and bit her lip hard without saying a word.

Opting not to question her further, Douglas took out a card and tossed it onto the bed. Then, he said with a sneer, “I’m quite satisfied with what you did last night. Take the money on the card as a reward.” With that, he shot a glance at her with mockery in his eyes before turning around to leave.

After he left, Whitney finally covered her face and cried in a low voice. She cried for a long time before finally collecting herself. What am I supposed to do now? What should I do?