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

sister's back in the country. We brought

'Jessica?'

Wendy spotted her sister Jessica and immediately

in Stanley's phone.

known as the 'Red Rose of Hovendale,' and she was famed for having the most beautiful legs in town.

found it laughable. She turned to her parents and said coldly,

a sheepish smile. "Wendy, Mr. Hawk

how many women in Hovendale are dying to be

fists. "Dad, Mom,

on her heel, she started

me has Mr. Hawk ever touched you?" Wendy

golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then

past three years, you've turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina of her company. She's a white swan, and you're just an ugly duckling. What do you have to compete with Jessica? Just give Mr.

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

Wendy had sent the maid Mathilda

at the

carefully prepared had 'Happy Birthday, Honey' written on

ironic, just

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

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

caring for him. She stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back to health, living as a dutiful

candles on

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

now a successful ballerina, was young, vibrant,

was an ugly duckling, while Jessica was

abandoned the ugly duckling and returned to the white

let out

love; it was self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she had loved

had made her lose