Wendy still chose to sleep in the guest room she slept in the last time she visited.

She thought of what she had done before when she was in the room.

The idea of teaching the little b*tch a lesson to make her obedient rose in her mind.

However, she gave up on that thought soon.

After all, she was afraid of being found out by Byron.

Wendy finally had the hope of marrying Byron. She would not forgive herself if it were she who ruined her own opportunity.

Lying in bed, Wendy recalled being alone with Byron in his room.

She was just a hair’s breadth away from being Mrs. Lawrence!

If only Luther had not shown up!

...

Wendy had a sleepless night. She had been waiting for Luther to inform her that Byron was awake.

However, Luther did not call her even until daybreak.

Thinking of Luther’s attitude toward her last night, Wendy gnashed her teeth and got up from the bed. She tidied herself up and knocked on Byron’s door.

“Byron, are you awake? It’s Wendy.”

Soon, footsteps came from