That was indeed what Wendy was the most worried about.
Wendy had seen that woman on the plane.
Indeed, her appearance, figure, actions, and way of speaking... they were all identical to Wendy’s.
Additionally, soone who had already been prepared to replace her would definitely have done sufficient research about her.
Michael would never have expected that his own wife had changed.
And if Michael really slept with that woman and they even have a child together, then it would be exactly as Christian had said... even if she returned to Michael’s side, it would be hard for things to be like how they used to be.
Although she was worried, she kept an indifferent expression.
She raised her head slightly. The confidence she had for Michael was visible on her face as she said, "I trust him."
"Then I will thank you for your trust on behalf of my brother." Christian smiled, feeling extrely pleased.
Wendy didn’t say anything else, and the atmosphere remained tense for a while.
"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" Christian added.
"You didn’t answer what I want to ask anyway, so what’s the point of asking?"
Wendy chuckled.
"Maybe I’ll answer you if you ask another question." Christian looked into Wendy’s eyes, and he could see the hostility and repulsion in her eyes.
Christian also didn’t know why he wanted to tell Wendy all this.
He seed to just want to talk to Wendy, even if it was a hostile conversation.
"What is the organization you guys are in? Is it a drug syndicate?" Wendy asked straightforwardly.
Christian hesitated before nodding his head.
"Then what rules does your organization have?" Wendy asked again.
"You don’t have to know that," Christian said. "But, if you’re worried about being punished by the organization, I can tell you what I’m about to face next."
Mockery could be seen in Wendy’s eyes as she replied, "Worried about you? Just tell , will you die?"
If Christian would get sentenced to death by the organization, Wendy would be celebrating.
But, unfortunately, Christian smiled and shook his head.
This was within Wendy’s expectations.
Although she didn’t know what position Christian held in the organization, Rheinsville City was Christian’s turf after all.
Then again, it seed like Christian’s position in the organization was not low.
"Since you won’t die, there’s nothing for to be happy about." Wendy looked disappointed.
Wendy turned around and said as she walked, "I better go take a look at Zen.
There’s nothing about you I want to know. After all, you wouldn’t tell what I want to know, so I’m not going to bother asking anymore."
At the next mont, Christian grabbed Wendy’s wrist.
This stopped Wendy from leaving.
"Is there anything else?" Wendy raised her eyebrow slightly and looked at Christian.
"Go to the kitchen and get my n to serve the food," Christian said to the doctor, who had been terrified.
The doctor was shocked and couldn’t react to what Christian was saying.
He was just a regular doctor, so this was the first ti he had seen all that, which terrified him.
"Can you not understand what I’m saying?" Christian said again and only then did the doctor regained his senses and nod his head.
After walking for a while, the doctor stopped and asked helplessly, "Erm...
where...where is the kitchen?"
Hearing the doctor’s words, Christian was clearly angry as he had an exasperated expression on his face.
...
The doctor was so scared that he imdiately said, "I’ll ask soone else myself...ask soone else myself..."
Seeing the doctor scramble away in fear, Wendy twisted her wrist to make Christian let go of her.
Christian also let go of her and said, "Go down after you’ve eaten."
"Have you suddenly decided to be kind and let eat, Mr. Christian?" Wendy mocked.
"Wendy, you jolly well take it when I’m trying to give you an out. You’re in my hands now, so going against is not good for you at all. If you anger , not only will I not give you any food, but I won’t even give you a single drop of water, and you can... well... die."
Christian glanced at Wendy’s belly and uttered, "I’m fine with it if you really aren’t afraid of dying together with your unborn child."
Wendy touched her belly subconsciously.
He was right. She had to live first.
Even if it was not for herself, she had to live for the child inside her.
Seeing as Christian hadn’t planned on doing anything to her, Wendy was safe for now.
She would deal with things one step at a ti.
The food was served quickly.
It didn’t take them long to serve the food, so it was still warm.
Christian sat down first before saying, "Have this al with properly, then you can go see Zen after."
"Is this the price I have to pay to see Zen?" Wendy asked.
Christian raised his eyebrow as he looked at Wendy who was sitting across from him and chuckled. "Is eating a price to pay?"
"Eating with you is," Wendy said as she started to eat.
She was really hungry.
Seeing the way Wendy dug into the food, Christian’s gaze seed to be a lot warr.
He wanted to help Wendy take so food.
Just as he raised his chopsticks, he rembered the unpleasant incident that happened just now while they were eating. Thus, he chose to put the food he had taken into his own bowl.
This was the first ti he had a peaceful al with Wendy, and it was only the two of them.
Christian actually longed for such warmth, albeit it was fake, so much so that he didn’t even dare to help Wendy take any food.
Wendy didn’t know what was going on in Christian’s mind as all she cared about was eating her fill.
Just in case Christian regretted letting her eat or caused so problems, she would end up starving if she didn’t eat now.
Soon after, Wendy finished eating. She put her chopsticks down and looked up at Christian before saying, "I’m done eating. I’m going now."
This ti, Christian didn’t stop Wendy from leaving.
His eyes had always been on Wendy.
He only started eating his food once Wendy could not be seen anymore.
Wendy probably hadn’t noticed that Christian didn’t eat anything at all.
He was just looking at Wendy eat the whole ti.
In the past, Christian didn’t dare to look straight at Wendy at all.
It was because she was Michael’s wife and he was afraid that soone else would discover his feelings for Wendy.
However, as of this mont, everything had already been revealed.
Christian didn’t have to hide anything anymore, and he could be his true self.
He could look directly at Wendy passionately now, even if she didn’t return his gazes nicely.
Christian’s gaze suddenly landed on the pair of chopsticks that Wendy had used.
He stood up and sat where Wendy had just sat. Then, he took his chopsticks and started to eat.
...
When the doctor, who was standing outside, saw what Christian was doing, he was stunned.
He barely covered his mouth in ti to avoid exclaiming out loud.
He wondered why Christian had such a fetish.
The high-and-mighty CEO of the DR Group, and a drug lord to boot, eating with cutlery that had just been used by a woman?
That was one weird fetish.
...
Zen had been so drugged out so it would take a while before she woke up.
And, since this was her first day at this unfamiliar place heavily guarded by Christian’s n, Wendy decided not to make any rash moves to escape.
She was well aware that, at least for now, there was no way to escape from this place.
Besides, Zen was still drugged out.
So Wendy decided to spend her ti watching over Zen in this underground hospital.
Ti passed by very slowly.
Eventually, Zen opened her eyes.
Noticing that she was awake, Wendy quickly got to her feet and took Zen’s hand in hers, asking, "Thank God, you’re finally awake. How are you feeling?"
"I..." Zen sounded very hoarse and unable to speak clearly, barely managing. "I..."
Wendy imdiately yelled, "Doctor, please co quickly!"
When he heard Wendy calling, the doctor erged from the office.
Stepping forward with his dical equipnt, he examined Zen.
Then, he turned to Wendy and inford her, "Ms. Tanner is conscious. Although she is not hurt in any way, she is still very weak and needs bed rest for a few days."
Being one of Christian’s n and not a native of Lake City, the doctor spoke haltingly in their language.
However, Wendy did manage to get the gist of what he was trying to tell her.
"Thank you," Wendy nodded hastily to indicate her thanks.
Then she asked, "Can she have a drink of water?"
Because Wendy noticed that Zen’s lips were cracking from dehydration.
When the doctor nodded, she quickly found a glass and filled it with so water.
Returning to Zen’s side, she began to feed her the water, a drop at a ti.
"W-wen...is it really you, Wendy?" when she began to feel better, Zen imdiately grabbed Wendy’s hand and asked with concern.
On the plane, she had seen soone who looked exactly like Wendy. That was why she could not be sure if the one standing before her was the real Wendy.
Wendy nodded. "Yes, I’m Wendy."
"Are you really Wendy?" Zen peered at her, as though trying to discern if she was the real Wendy.
Smiling, Wendy held onto Zen’s hand tightly and said, "We’ve known each other for years now. In the past, we used to share clothes, do you rember that? Also, I was the one who helped you with your graduation paper on fashion design.
"You had a crush on the cute guy from the next class. I was the one who delivered your love notes to him. In the end, however, he fell for instead. Do you rember?"
Upon hearing all that from Wendy, Zen was convinced that this woman standing before her was the real Wendy. Hastily, she urged, "Run, get out of here now, quickly. Christian found soone who looks exactly like you..."
Despite Zen’s rambling, Wendy understood what she wanted to convey. "Did you an to say that Christian has found soone who looks exactly like ?"
Zen nodded instantly. "You knew?"
She felt a chill run down her spine when Wendy nodded.
She looked around her and realized that they were in an unfamiliar place.
Although she had been drugged all the way back here from Rheinsville City, she quickly understood their situation when she noticed the foreigners standing guard over them.
Both she and Wendy had been taken captive by Christian.
"How did you end up here as well?" Zen managed to ask after much effort.
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