My Secret Husband Is My Cold Boss novel Chapter 38

Sampson replied instantly: [Alright. Just let me know when you set a new time, and I'll come pick you up.]

Hiring a moving company for this little stuff was overkill, and taking a cab was a hassle.

If Sampson wasn't on call, having him help was perfect. Wendy didn't refuse.

She was starving and exhausted.

After wearing a heavy lead apron all day, her neck cracked loudly with every movement.

Her stomach was practically an icebox.

The freezing weather called for something hot and heavy.

She remembered Sophie mentioning a new place nearby that sold incredibly rich, spicy noodle bowls.

Since Sampson was on call anyway, Wendy sent him an invite: [Have you eaten yet?]

[Do you want some spicy noodles? I can order two bowls.]

Sampson: [Sure.]

He must have been resting because he replied immediately: [Mild spice. I'll head up soon.]

Wendy: [Okay.]

The secret to a good spicy noodle bowl was extra peanut sauce.

The delivery app had an option to add extra sauce for an additional charge. Wendy added an extra serving to both of their bowls.

She put her phone down.

Wendy quickly tidied up the room.

Honestly, it was already very neat.

Because she was preparing to move, most of the books from her shelf and the upper bunk were already packed into her suitcase.

The only things left on the desk were a few medical files and her laptop.

Worried it wouldn't meet Sampson's exacting standards, Wendy organized it one more time.

She even color-coded the folders.

Just as she finished, there was a knock on the door.

Assuming it was Sampson, Wendy didn't even ask who it was. She just pulled the door open. "You're here—"

Seeing Wyatt standing in the hallway, the color immediately drained from her face.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wendy, whether you believe me or not, I really didn't do it on purpose that night."

"I'm sorry for the pain I caused you."

Wyatt's voice was as gentle as it had always been.

Outside the window, dead leaves rustled in the wind. Wendy lifted her eyes and looked at the pale man standing in front of her.

She was seventeen when she first arrived at the Watson house.

A stranger suddenly intruding into their home. Willa, who was in the thick of her rebellious teenage phase, showed her immense hostility.

She bullied her, isolated her, and even deliberately smashed an antique vase just to frame her for it...

For a while, Willa tried every trick in the book to get Wendy kicked out of the house.

Blood is thicker than water. Kimberly knew exactly what was happening and scolded Willa a few times, but terrified that being too strict would only make Willa more rebellious, she never truly put her foot down.

Wyatt's father was polite enough to Wendy on the surface, but a parent will always favor their own child. Most of the time, he just pretended he didn't see anything.

Only Wyatt intentionally or unintentionally helped her out time and time again.

A brother who shared zero blood relation with her.

Before that awful night, Wendy genuinely believed Wyatt's kindness was simply due to his inherently gentlemanly and good nature!