The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 838

Winona recounted Sylvan's visit to Wynne.

"Keep playing the game," Wynne advised smoothly. "Just keep things cordial until those shares are legally yours. After that, whether you ever speak to him again is entirely up to you."

Wynne had no intention of letting the Scully empire fall into the hands of Sylvan's awful current wife and stepson.

If that woman hadn't driven Wynne out of the Capital in a rage all those years ago, Winona would never have been lost in Riverton.

Winona nodded. "I know the drill."

After dinner, Winona received yet another call from Professor Valor Bell, urging her to reconsider his lab.

Winona replied with a polite laugh, "I promise I'm thinking about it."

She couldn't give him a firm answer because over the past two days, a daring new plan had been taking shape in her mind.

She wanted to build her own lab from the ground up.

Through Stefan's networking, she had already met several top-tier professors and researchers in the Capital.

She understood the current landscape, and frankly, none of their existing projects ignited her passion.

The only way to execute the cutting-edge research she envisioned was to be her own boss.

She holed up in her home office, mapping out her business plan until half-past eleven.

A gentle knock on the door broke her focus. Stefan stepped in, gently reminding her it was time for bed.

Winona followed him to the master suite.

After a hot shower, she slipped under the covers, her mind still buzzing with logistics and funding strategies.

Stefan noticed her gears still turning. He let out a low, raspy chuckle, leaned over, and claimed her lips.

Winona melted instantly.

His kisses were always intoxicating, an effortless command over her senses.

A long time later, she lay draped over his chest, her breath still a little unsteady.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify