The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 144

“Who did she look like?” Lester pressed.

Joseph hesitated, then said, “She looked a bit like Wendy.”

No sooner had he spoken than Naomi blurted out, “That’s it! I was trying to figure out why the last person looked so familiar—she was definitely a woman.”

“But isn’t Wendy your girlfriend? Why would she send someone to beat you up?” Lester sounded skeptical; he’d known Joseph and Wendy had been together since high school.

It had to be at least six years by now, and from what he’d seen, Wendy was always the one putting more into the relationship. Why would she suddenly want to hurt Joseph—seriously hurt him, even?

“I don’t know. I just thought her build looked a lot like Wendy’s.” Joseph’s voice wavered, guilt flickering across his face.

After all, he was supposed to meet Wendy tonight—but he’d ditched her for Naomi.

“Have things been rocky between you two lately?” Lester caught that look in Joseph’s eyes, the flash of guilt.

“No, things are as good as they ever were.” Joseph said it without shame, though he knew the truth: ever since he met Naomi, his heart had shifted. He just didn’t want to admit it—even to himself.

Lester said, “Then call Wendy. Tell her to come to the hospital right now.”

Left with no choice, Joseph dialed Wendy’s number, hoping to put Lester’s doubts to rest.

She picked up quickly. Loud background noise poured through the speaker, along with the echo of airport announcements.

“Where are you? Why is it so noisy?” Joseph put the call on speaker.

But he’d let her down, one too many times. Tonight was the last straw. So she left—no warning, no drama—a clean break.

Lester glanced at Naomi, and she immediately tensed, unable to meet his eyes.

He wasn’t stupid. He could see what was going on.

Joseph had ditched Wendy for Naomi tonight, and now Wendy was leaving the country without a word. She didn’t have to say the word “breakup”—flying off like this said it all.

“So… when are you coming back? Weren’t we supposed to go to Turkey together?” Joseph wondered if he was losing his mind. When Wendy was around, she annoyed him—her jealousy, her constant questions. Now, with her gone, his heart felt hollow, as if something vital was missing.

Wendy laughed softly. “My ticket’s booked, but I haven’t set a return date.”