Chapter 31
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Although Wendy had a troubled childhood, she never lost the courage to love.
Whether it was Lilian or Stanley, she had always loved them passionately and actively. Loving someone didn’t mean being humble or inferior, and it certainly didn’t give anyone the right to mistreat her, especially when she didn’t love
anymore.
She no longer loved Stanley.
Stanley studied her serene face with cold eyes, his lips twisting into a mocking smile. “You really don’t love me anymore?”
“Yes–mmph!” Wendy started to answer, but before she could finish, he leaned down and forcefully pressed his lips to hers.
Her mind exploded, a rush of blankness filling her thoughts. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she realized he had unexpectedly
kissed her.
It wasn’t their first kiss, but the last time in the shower, she had pulled him in and kissed him. Now, it was him kissing her.
Wendy immediately struggled, raising her hands to push him away. “Stanley, let me go!”
Stanley’s strong, broad frame pressed her firmly against the wall as his kiss grew more intense, as if he was claiming and
conquering her. Quickly, he took advantage of her slightly parted lips to invade her mouth, sweeping through with possessive
force.
In an instant, his distinct scent overwhelmed Wendy, filling her senses. She found his clean and crisp scent intoxicating.
Wendy had never been close to any other man–she had no experience, practically untouched. Her body was sensitive, unfamiliar with such intimacy. The sensation of their lips and tongues entwining made her flush deeply. She felt like she was melting under
his kiss.
Her hand, which had been against his chest, slowly curled, clutching the fabric of his expensive shirt as her body softened, losing
strength.
Stanley noticed her weakening and caught her slender waist with his arm, holding her steady against his chest. He pulled away
from the kiss, releasing her lips.
Wendy’s face was flushed bright red. “Why did you…”
With her like this, she had the nerve to mock his kissing skills? Look at how she was drenched in desire.
It was as if cold water had been splashed over Wendy, her previously flushed face now pale and red with humiliation. It dawned on her his kiss had been nothing but to humiliate her.
He hadn’t even closed his eyes; he just watched her get lost and disoriented in the kiss with no empathy.
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