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.

and Lilian, caught off guard, exchanged a glance before responding

in the country. We brought her

'Jessica?'

hotel's gleaming floor-to-ceiling windows, Wendy spotted

wearing the exact same blue-and-white skirt from the photo in Stanley's phone. The college student

having the most beautiful legs in

found it laughable. She turned to her parents and said

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

many women in Hovendale are dying to be with Mr. Hawk? Better to let Jessica have

fists. "Dad, Mom, I'm your daughter

her heel, she started walking

me has Mr. Hawk ever touched you?"

Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into a car accident and went into a coma.

turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina

a knife into Wendy's chest. Tears filling her eyes, she

villa, night had fallen. Wendy had sent the maid Mathilda home, so the house was empty, dark,

sat alone at

gone cold. The cake she had carefully

glaringly ironic, just like her existence-a complete

'Red Rose.' But three years ago, a sudden car accident

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

stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and

candles

her reflection in the nearby mirror-a plain housewife in a dull

successful ballerina, was young,

was an ugly duckling, while

abandoned the ugly duckling

let out a

self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved

had made