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Wendy paused in her movements for a moment, no longer got up but obediently lay back down. She continued to face away from Yves King as if she hadn't heard anything, extending a hand to gently cover her head with the thin quilt as if she was an ostrich hiding its head in the sand.
Seeing how willingly she complied, Yves King felt a stone lift from his heart. However, he still felt quite embarrassed and ashamed about sneaking out during the night; even if Wendy had caught him, laughing at himself, he murmured, "Wendy, thank you. I know it was wrong for me to be out all night. But there was nothing I could do. You have to understand that life can be really tough for us men sometimes. There's always something urgent that needs taking care of. Especially ever since I married Faye, a lot of things have changed, it's like everything is different."