The Heartbreak Prescription

One day, Wendy discovered that her husband Stanley was having an affair.

He had been seeing a college student.

It was Stanley's birthday. Wendy had prepared a table full of dishes early in the day. Just then, she heard a notification from his phone.

Ding!

He had left his phone at home.

Wendy switched it on and saw a text from the college student.

[I hurt myself when I was carrying the cake. It hurts so much.]

Attached was a selfie-not of the sender's face, but of her legs. The girl in the photo wore pulled-up white socks, black leather shoes, and a blue-and-white skirt that had been pushed up to reveal her long, slender legs. Her pale knees were visibly reddened from the bump. The youthful, vibrant image of her body paired with coquettish words exuded a forbidden allure.

People often say successful businessmen like Stanley favored this type of woman when choosing mistresses.

Wendy clutched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white from the pressure.

Ding!

Another text came from the college student.

"Mr. Hawk, see you at Cloud Hotel tonight. I want to celebrate your birthday!"

So, his mistress wanted to celebrate his birthday tonight.

Wendy grabbed her bag and headed straight to Cloud Hotel. She had to see for herself who this college student was.

She soon arrived at the hotel, ready to go in. Just then, she saw her parents, Harry and Lilian at the entrance. Surprised, she walked up to them.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?" she asked.

Lilian, caught off guard, exchanged

in the country. We brought

'Jessica?'

floor-to-ceiling windows, Wendy

same blue-and-white skirt from the photo in Stanley's phone. The college student was none other

famed for having the most beautiful legs in town. Many men had been captivated by her charm. And

laughable. She turned to her parents and said coldly, "So I'm

gave a sheepish smile. "Wendy, Mr. Hawk doesn't even

how many women in Hovendale are dying to be with Mr.

"Dad, Mom, I'm

heel, she

called after her. "Wendy, tell me has Mr. Hawk ever touched you?"

voice turned sharp. "Wendy, don't act like we owe you anything. Three years ago, when Stanley and Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married.

a disdainful once-over. "Look at yourself, Wendy. In the past three years, you've turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina of her company.

felt like a knife into Wendy's chest.

sent the maid Mathilda home, so the house was empty,

alone at the dining

she had carefully prepared had

just like her

had been the golden couple of Hovendale, with Jessica as Stanley's cherished 'Red Rose.' But three years ago, a sudden car accident

the countryside and forced her to marry Stanley in Jessica's place. Wendy had agreed willingly when she found out it was

She stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back

candles on

plain housewife in a dull black-and-white dress, devoid of charm

a successful ballerina, was

while Jessica was the

abandoned the ugly duckling and returned to the white

out a

her, but she had loved him. The first one to

made