Queen Of Racing: Rebirth And Revenge

Harold went to work. Jared drove Wendy home. She easily poured the food away without telling Jared. Feeling the twitch in her stomach, she kept drinking warm water.

Harold was a thoughtful man. Wendy couldn't hide it from him long. She didn't want him to find out that she went back to her room early after washing up.

Harold came back from work and looked at the empty house. He frowned and asked, "Where is Wendy? Has she eaten yet? "

"Miss Wendy has finished her dinner. She should be reading upstairs." Jared reported.

"Okay." Harold untied his tie and pushed the bedroom door open. It was dark inside.

Every day after work, Wendy would stay in his room, reading or drawing, leisurely waiting for him to come back. But today, there was no one here.

Harold took off his suit jacket, put down his briefcase, turned around, walked to Wendy's bedroom and opened the door.

There was no light in the bedroom. He frowned and turned on the light. He saw that Wendy was lying on the bed, w

dache. She couldn't go on like this.

As a matter of fact, Jared had helped her hide it from Harold for two times. It couldn't go on like this.

After thinking for a while, Wendy didn't know who to tell her current situation. She was afraid that she would affect Steve and Ken if she told them about it.

Wendy took out her phone and looked through the address book. At last, she stopped at a person's name.

After thinking for a while, Wendy clicked on the screen and dialed the number.

In the underground racing venue of G City, the race was usually held at night, and everyone was still resting during the day.

The mobile phone rang. As soon as a soft hand reached the phone, the person beside her opened his eyes, looked at her coldly and asked, "Who gave you the courage to touch it?"

The woman trembled with fear when she heard his words. "I, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have touched your things! "

When they were talking, the phone stopped ringing, but it immediately rang again.