Daddy, don't flirt novel Chapter 433

--Wendy

In a warm and quiet room, there’s a girl sitting by a desk and sleeping with her head on it. From time to time, she groans as she’s having nightmares.

“Bang!”

When the clock strikes twelve, she flips her body and falls down onto the ground.

“Ouch…” Wendy gets hurt and wakes up. When she tries to think of her nightmares, only to find…

Nothing.

She struggles to stand up. She lets it go as she’s not obsessed with her dreams. After patting away the dirt on her clothes, she sits back on her chair and writes the last sentence on a piece of note-paper full of words.

“He’s the secret buried the deepest in my heart.” Jamie lets loose her soft smile as she looks at the beautiful writing of the words on the paper, toying with the pen n her hand, a touch of happiness dancing in her eyes.

Every time she thinks of the knife-scar he has for protecting her, Wendy feels her wounds on her shoulder is less painful.

But she loves him secretly. She is afraid to speak out her feelings as he never gives her any hints.

Wendy sighs and puts down her pen. She props her chin against his hand, lost in melancholy, after she jams the rolled note-paper into a glass jar.

Suddenly, there’s a loud bang from the French sash in her room. She is startled and hastily turns around to find Eddie breaking into her room.

“Damn it!” Wendy is shocked and instinctively locks her door up. She shoots Eddie with a glare. “You’re such a stuntman for Spider-Man.”

Eddie puts on his smug face and nods. “You should feel honored that I come to see you. Feeling better?”

Wendy ignores it. She pulls out her chair in front of Eddie and seats herself on it. “What takes you so long? I’ve been waiting for you like an age. Plus, you don’t bring me any gift. Tut-tut.”

Although Wendy is not satisfied with Eddie, she doesn’t kick him out of her room.

After all, the dramatic friendship between her and Eddie is meant to be a mess. In their first chance encounter, she tripped over and pulled down Eddie’s pants. Then Eddie chased her down across several blocks. In the second one, she battered him away as she thought he came to retaliate. In the third one…

Anyway, ever since then, they have been best friends. Wendy has been accustomed to seeing Eddie enter her room through the French sash.

He hasn’t come to visit her for a month since the accident. He left her alone in hospital for half a month.

Son of a bitch.

“Just some business to deal with. Now I’m finally available.” Eddie’s eyes are dodging and he hides the truth. He takes out a gift box from his pocket and gives it to her.

“That’s sweet, bro.” Wendy doesn’t notice the fleeting sorrow in Eddie’s eyes and takes the box. “I want to open it now.”

She opens it up after Eddie nods.

There’s a delicate cartoon figure of mini Wendy. Both the facial expression and the posture are similar to her.