Chapter 135: No More Love

Later, Wendy returned to the office and immediately learned that Henry was waiting in the lounge. "What's he doing here?" Wendy asked, curious.

Sammy replied, "Probably because he hasn't been able to reach you. As per your instructions, all of Franklin's engagements have been put on hold. The shoot has stopped, too. Right now, we're focusing on Natalie's project."

"Good. Make sure the priorities are clear. Natalie represents our high-end line, while Franklin is for the lower-tier market. Their positioning isn't the same, and Natalie's status is far above his."

"That's why Mr. Harrison is upset and came to see you. He's been here since early this morning."

Luckily, Wendy had taken the private elevator, so she avoided the lounge and being seen by Henry. After considering her options, she said, "Tell Henry I went straight to the residence after returning. I didn't come into the office."

Knowing Henry, he would definitely chase her there. There was no getting rid of him so easily.

Sammy handed over a few files, including the documents related to Cloud Hospital's upcoming IPO and various government certifications. "Everything's green-lit. No issues."

"Great."

Sammy was about to leave and inform Henry when Wendy called her back. She realized she couldn't keep dodging him forever. Since she'd already promised Chase there would be no one else, it was time to draw the line. She also didn't want Chase to continue playing the tolerant one.

Some things had to be said, and now was the perfect time; whatever she said to Henry wouldn't interfere with their plan. "Tell Henry to come in."

Sammy, having worked with Wendy for a long time, instantly understood. She could tell Wendy was ready to be frank. "Are you sure about this, Ms. Quinn?" Sammy asked.

"Yes. If he's going to be our competitor moving forward, and I'm supporting Mario's return to the Harrison family, then dragging things out with Henry would be disrespectful to Mario. It's time to make things clear."

"Alright. I'll bring Mr. Harrison in."

After waiting for hours, Henry finally saw Wendy return to the office and hurried to the executive suite. Coffee had already been prepared. The moment he stepped in, Henry caught a whiff of Wendy's familiar scent.

Had Wendy impulsively married him, she would have waited for Henry, even with a child. She would have accepted him. Besides, Henry could tell Wendy genuinely liked Joy. The only obstacles now were Chase and Mandy. As these thoughts ran through his mind, Henry was already formulating his next move.

"Wendy, you're finally back. You must be tired from the trip. I booked a restaurant to welcome you home," Henry said warmly, trying to walk around her desk to get closer.

Wendy raised her hand, palm out, clearly signaling him to stop. "Take a seat. I have something to say to you."

Seeing her serious expression, Henry felt a twinge of unease. Is this about Franklin?

Over the past few days, he had calmed down and realized he'd been too petty. Just because Wendy had been distant, he had tried to control her schedule through work. It was childish behavior, something a teenager would do. He had been meaning to explain things to her, but hadn't found the right moment.

"Franklin can get back to work starting tomorrow. I already had his agent clear his schedule. Nothing is more important than you, Wendy."

Wendy chuckled inwardly. Now he was trying to backpedal. "Henry, sit down. Let's talk."

Only then did Henry finally sit.

"Henry, based on how you've treated me lately, I think there's been a misunderstanding," Wendy said, meeting his eyes. "We're already divorced. We're no longer a couple. The way you check in on me is beyond what's appropriate for friends."

Hearing her clearly draw a boundary, Henry's face went pale. He forced a smile. "Come on, Wendy. We're divorced, sure, but is this because I have a child? Don't you like Joy, too?"

Wendy shook her head. "This has nothing to do with the child. No matter how much I like Joy, I'm not her mother."

"But Joy…"

"Henry, don't you get it? Our relationship is in the past. I don't love you anymore." The way she said "I don't love you anymore" left no room for misinterpretation, crushing any hope Henry might have had.

He started rambling. "No way. That's impossible. How could you not have feelings for me? Ever since I came back, you've taken such good care of me. You brought Joy to the hospital late at night, you let me stay at your place… How can you say you don't love me?"