Secretly Married for 4 Years, He Regrets to Tears After the Divorce Chapter 102: Wren Sutton, I Like You

Before they knew it, Wren Sutton and Spencer Sawyer had been talking for over an hour.

She had no idea where they found so much to talk about, but the conversation was light and enjoyable.

If Wren hadn’t been hit by a wave of drowsiness, so tired she could barely keep her eyes open, and said goodnight first, Spencer would have gladly talked with her all night.

Although he was reluctant to end the conversation, he couldn’t bear to make her stay up late with him.

That night, Spencer Sawyer dread of his college days. He dread of Wren Sutton.

He was holding a bouquet of roses, down on one knee on the school’s athletic field, confessing his feelings to her in front of everyone.

"Wren Sutton, I like you. Will you be my girlfriend? I swear, I’ll make you happy and only ever love you."

Wren smiled shyly and accepted the roses.

...

「The sun and moon traded places, and a new day arrived.」

The sun was bright, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

"Good morning, Wren Sutton."

"I wasn’t sure what ti you’d wake up and didn’t want to disturb your sleep, so I left breakfast at your door. Don’t forget to eat it."

The two new ssages were from Spencer Sawyer, sent an hour ago.

Wren sat bolt upright in bed, now wide awake.

"Is he joking?"

She muttered to herself as she got out of bed, walked out of her bedroom, and opened the front door to find an insulated food bag sitting right on her doorstep.

"!!!" Wren froze in astonishnt.

She had assud Spencer’s offer to make her a sandwich last night was just a polite joke. She never thought he was serious.

Wren bit her lip, her feelings a complicated mix.

’What am I supposed to do? I can’t just accept it, but I can’t just leave it here either.’

After a mont’s hesitation, on the principle of not letting food go to waste, Wren brought the bag inside and placed it on the dining table, a slight headache forming.

It ca back to the sa principle: she couldn’t accept sothing she hadn’t earned.

Once or twice might be fine, but this couldn’t beco a regular thing.

Wren didn’t want to be indebted to him, so she imdiately sent Spencer a ssage on WeChat.

She and Spencer were just alumni from the sa university, a senior and his junior. They weren’t close enough for her to be eating breakfast made by him every day. If word got out, it wouldn’t look good for either of them.

And if his girlfriend found out, it would cause a huge misunderstanding.

"I got the breakfast. Thank you, Spencer. But this is the last ti. It won’t happen again."

Spencer Sawyer didn’t reply.

Wren put down her phone and went to wash up.

While brushing her teeth, a strong wave of morning sickness hit her, and she was unwell for a long ti.

When the nausea finally passed, she wearily returned to the dining room. She leaned back in her chair to rest for a mont, her stomach growling with hunger, and ended up eating all the breakfast Spencer had brought.

...

「The Lancaster Group.」

Progress on the Dreamtide Bay project was not looking good. Adrian Lancaster was furious in the conference room, and the executives were all terrified.

"This company doesn’t pay people to do nothing. If you can’t do the job or don’t want to, submit your resignation now."

No one dared to argue. The atmosphere was heavy with tension.

The Lancaster Group had been determined to win the governnt bid for the Dreamtide Bay Resort project. They had already greased all the necessary wheels.

At the bidding conference, The Lancaster Group had secured the operating rights for Dreamtide Bay with an overwhelming advantage, leaving their competitors thoroughly convinced of their defeat.

But today, sothing unexpected had happened. A notice ca from above: the bidding conference would be held again in three days.

Adrian Lancaster knew better than anyone what this signal ant.

It was like having a sure thing stolen right from under his nose. No one would stand for it, and he refused to let it happen.

In addition to the companies that had previously bid, a new construction company called "Solis" had appeared.

Adrian ordered soone to investigate the company. It had only been registered in the country last year and was completely unknown, so low-key it had virtually no presence.

Now, it had suddenly popped up to compete with The Lancaster Group for the Dreamtide Bay project. The crucial part was that the higher-ups had given this company the green light, handing them a ticket to the ga.

Adrian Lancaster was certain that Solis Company was not as simple as it seed.

Whether it had actual capabilities was one thing, but it definitely had a very powerful backer.

"Have you found out who’s in charge of Solis Company?"

"Spencer Sawyer." Kevin Dawson placed the relevant file in front of Adrian Lancaster.

Adrian glanced at it briefly, his fingertips tapping on the desk, an inscrutable look in his eyes.

This Sawyer guy was actually an alumnus of Wren Sutton’s—they graduated from the sa university.

The file showed that Spencer Sawyer had an outstanding resu. Before registering Solis Company, he had founded a company while studying abroad and made a fortune. His personal abilities were not to be underestimated.

Adrian Lancaster respected such a capable rival, but it also stirred a fierce competitive drive within him—a man’s natural instinct.

"President Lancaster, it pays to know your competition. It might be necessary to et with this President Sawyer," Kevin Dawson suggested.

Adrian didn’t object, giving him a look that told him to handle it.

The eting ended.

Adrian got up and walked out. Just as he stepped out of the conference room, he received a call from his father, Theodore Lancaster.

He didn’t really want to answer, but in the end, he did.

"What is it?"

Theodore Lancaster couldn’t be bothered to argue about how Adrian didn’t even call him "Dad" and went straight to giving his order. "Arrange for Maya Marshall to go abroad as soon as possible. Hide her well, and don’t let your grandmother find her."