Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 492

Chapter 492 You Did Pretty Well

Just then, Hayden tugged at Wendy’s sleeve. After rolling his round eyes, he said in a childlike voice, “Don’t worry,

Aunt Wendy. I’m Dad’s only son. Even if he marries this woman, he’ll still be partial to me.”

Wendy’s expression finally eased when she heard the boy’s words. She crouched down and patted his head, saying,

“Yeah, you’re right. You’re my first nephew! In the future, everything Colton owns will definitely be yours. There’s no

way this woman could steal them away!”

Queenie’s face became as black as thunder as she looked on. Clenching her fists tightly, she stared at Hayden

viciously. I have to get rid of this little b*stard, or something will definitely go wrong between Colton and me.

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Suppressing the venom in her eyes, she looked at Anna and continued, “Mrs. Gardner, I’m still a bit unwell with my

pregnancy, so I gotta go. Just give me a call if you feel unwell or anything.”

Looking impatient already, Wendy urged, “Just get out of here.”

Queenie slowly left while still wearing a gentle expression.

After she left, Wendy walked toward Anna in displeasure and said with an aggrieved look, “Mom, why would Colton

want to marry this woman? She’s fooled our family for five years with a lie!”

Not wanting to expose Colton’s lies at the moment, Anna replied with a stern look, “You have to respect your

brother’s choice.”

Wendy clenched her teeth while stamping her foot resentfully in displeasure. In the end, perhaps because she was

incredibly displeased with Queenie, she went upstairs alone in anger.

Whitney didn’t know how she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, she felt dizzy all over. She blinked her eyes. It

was pitch-dark inside the room, and the air was filled with a suggestive smell.

Suddenly, a man’s deep voice rang beside her. “You’re awake?”

Whitney looked up and saw that it was Douglas.

Leaning back against the head of the bed, he covered his lower body with a blanket, revealing his sturdy and naked

torso. He was puffing away at the cigarette between his fingertips. Nobody knew how long he had been awake, but