  Wendy's eyes widened. She looked at the handsome face in disbelief and couldn't help but step back. She panicked like a deer being targeted by a hunter, looking innocent but stubborn, which also aroused the instinct of a hunter.

  

      Felix got even closer. "Why? Don't you want to?"

  

      Wendy didn't know how to react, and her lips were trembling. When they were in a stalemate, a voice came from outside the door. "Mr. Felix Swift, Mr. Swift wants to see you."

  

      Felix's interest was interrupted, and he straightened his tie out of boredom. "In this case, I'll give you a day to think about it. In the evening, I want to know your answer."

  

      After speaking, he turned and left.

  

      The door was slammed shut, and the cold sound made Wendy shrink back involuntarily, thinking about what the man had said just now.

  

      If she couldn't make him satisfied 

  "I want to see Miller Wilson. Ask him to come down to see me." Hearing Linda's words, Wendy not only did not intend to leave, but sat on the couch, picked up the skin care products on top, and looked at it leisurely.

  

      "Why are you so rude? He doesn't have time to see you. Get out quickly." Linda rolled her eyes and told the maids to lick Wendy out.

  

      "You'd better be more polite to me. As you know, I'm a woman who has been in prison, and this is my life anyway. I'm not afraid of having a bad reputation now, but if there is trouble, will Lucy's acting career be affected? And the image of the Wilson family..."

  

      Wendy glanced at Linda indifferently, threw the things in her hands aside, and put on a rogue posture.

  

      Linda was so angry. Lucy was at a critical period in her career. If Wendy came out to do something to her at this time, it would definitel

  When Wendy heard the word murderer, her face suddenly turned pale, and her lips moved, "I'm not a murderer." It was not her who bumped into someone back then, she was just a scapegoat.

  

      "Aren't you? You think you didn't do anything wrong?" Looking at Wendy's pitiful expression, Felix was even more furious.

  

      She was quite good at pretending.

  

      Wendy stopped talking. She had no evidence, and no one knew that she was forced to confess to a crime she did not commit. Even if she said something, it would only be mistaken for deception.

  

      Instead of irritating Felix and causing trouble, it was better to try to beg him to let her off easy. Wendy gave a bitter smile and quickly calmed down.

  

      "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to wake up so soon. I-I can sign the divorce immediately. As long as you promise not to send me back to prison, I can do other things to make it up to you."

  

      Felix's hate for Wendy was beyond words could describe, he would never want to have such a disgraceful wife like her.

  

      Therefore, Wendy could only be wise to say it first, at the same time begging Felix to leave some room for her to survive.

  

      Listening to Wendy's soft but firm voice, Felix frowned. Indeed, he would not want a hit-and-run culprit who had been in prison to be his wife, it would become a stain on his life.

  

      However, these words were first uttered from this woman's mouth, which made him subtly unhappy.

  

      A woman like her had no right to propose a divorce first. If the two of them were going to have a divorce, Felix had to be the one proposing it.

  

      "A woman like you, how can you make it up to me? Do you think the Swift family is doing charity? If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. Once we're divorced, you have to go back to where you should be."

  

      Felix's cold voice sounded, and Wendy's bright red lips lost all color. "No, you can't, I won't go back, I can't go back."

  

      After finally crawling back to the world from hell, how could she go back? The people there would torture her to death if they saw her return!

  

      "Why do what you did then?" Felix approached Wendy and pinched her slender and delicate chin. "You think you can be Mrs. Swift?"

  

      However, Wendy seemed to be unable to hear Felix's words. Her body trembled violently, and the scenes that she had tried so hard to forget flashed through her mind.

  

      In the winter, her hands were red from the cold and she knelt on the ground to scrub the intentional stains on the floor. She was slapped in front of everyone, and she was grabbed by her hair and slammed against the cold and hard wall.

  

      Those devilish faces in the unbearable memory suddenly overlapped with the sneer at the corner of the man in front of him. Wendy burst out a force from nowhere and pushed Felix away. "What do you know? You don't know anything. Why can you decide my fate like this?"

  

      Felix was a man, so he only took two steps back because of Wendy's push. On the other hand, Wendy sat on the ground in embarrassment because of her excessive movements.

  

      The neckline of the pajama that was torn by Felix slipped off due to the violent action, revealing a large piece of fair skin. She was very thin, so thin that her two delicate collarbones were very visible, yet she was curvy. Especially the looming cleavage under her collar made her look even more alluring.

  

      Wendy was still immersed in the memories and could not extricate herself. She never noticed how attractive her disheveled appearance was now. Felix squinted his eyes, and could not help but think of how it felt when he held Wendy in his arms and invaded her at will this morning.

  

      This woman's body really attracted him.

  

      Felix had never been a lustful person. Before he fell into a coma, he had never had such a strong reaction to any woman.

  

      Was it because of her, or because he had not relieved this pressure for too long?

  

      As if thinking of something, the corner of Felix's mouth curled into a wicked smile as he said, "You said just now that you are willing to do anything as long as you don't go back to prison? If that's the case, I can consider giving you a chance."

  

      Wendy stared at Felix with wide eyes. "Tell me, as long as it can be done, I will definitely do it."

  

      "Please me. Maybe I'll let you stay if I'm happy." Felix looked at Wendy with interest. He wanted to know, just how far this woman would go to stay in the Swift family?

Wendy's eyes widened. She looked at the handsome face in disbelief and couldn't help but step back. She panicked like a deer being targeted by a hunter, looking innocent but stubborn, which also aroused the instinct of a hunter.
  
      Felix got even closer. "Why? Don't you want to?"
  
      Wendy didn't know how to react, and her lips were trembling. When they were in a stalemate, a voice came from outside the door. "Mr. Felix Swift, Mr. Swift wants to see you."
  
      Felix's interest was interrupted, and he straightened his tie out of boredom. "In this case, I'll give you a day to think about it. In the evening, I want to know your answer."
  
      After speaking, he turned and left.
  
      The door was slammed shut, and the cold sound made Wendy shrink back involuntarily, thinking about what the man had said just now.
  
      If she couldn't make him satisfied tonight, she would be sent back to prison.
  
      Wendy bit her lower lip.
  
  

Chapter 7 The Deal