The Heartbreak Prescription

Stanley's thin lips curved into a frosty arc. "Wendy, get back here immediately!"

Wendy chuckled. "You expect me to come back just because you said so? We're divorced, Stanley. I'm not going to continue indulging you!"

Stanley clenched his jaw. "I'll give you a chance to rewrite the reason for divorce!"

Wendy's tone grew more playful.

"Did I write anything wrong? Stanley, it's been six months since you woke up, hasn't it? Yet, in these six months, you haven't even held my hand. You were in a coma for three years, and although you're physically healthy now, I have legitimate reasons to believe you've developed functional problems. You're not potent anymore! Better hurry to find an experienced naturopath. As our parting gift, I wish you an early recovery of your manhood!"

Stanley was rendered speechless. The veins on his forehead were visibly twitching.

This woman was out of control.

"Wendy, I'll make you regret this! You'll know what I'm capable of sooner or later!"

"Sorry, but you'll never get the chance!"

"Wendy!"

The call abruptly ended with two cold beeps. He hadn't even had time to explode in anger before hearing the disconnected tone.

'Wendy...!'

-

Wendy had already arrived at her best friend Cecelia Sunder's apartment. After she hung up the phone, Cecelia burst out laughing and gave her a big thumbs-up.

"Wendy, that was amazing! Stanley must be so furious, he's spitting blood right now."

Wendy reflected that she had been too humble in the past, which had allowed him to act superior to her for so long.

'Love yourself first. A woman must always prioritize self-love.'

"Three years ago, when Jessica learned Stanley went into a coma after the car accident, she immediately ran away. Now that he's awake, he's crawling back to her? What a joke! You're better off without a man like that," Cecelia commented. Wendy unwrapped a candy and popped it into her mouth. The sweetness seemed to mask the bitterness in her heart. "That's how you tell if you're loved or not, Cecelia."

Those who were loved were fearless. Those who weren't lived in constant insecurity.

noticed Wendy had already gone through a pile of candies. She

entire forest waiting for you. Tonight, I'm

covered her

snatched Wendy's black-rimmed glasses off her face, tossing them

tried to retrieve them.

in academic research for too long, and you've gotten used to wearing these

an ugly duckling while Jessica was a swan. It wasn't just her parents-Stanley must have thought the same. In

going shopping! Hair, nails, clothes-everything! I want Stanley and

can be!"

are you really not taking

have my own

Stanley's money instead? Jessica says thank you!"

know what

the card Stanley gave you?"

and had given Wendy a premium

card out of her purse and winked playfully. "Today, I'll splurge and let Stanley foot the

evening, at

for the rich, where young heirs and the city's elites

paired with black trousers. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned forearms and a steel watch worth

friend, Benny Gondale—the heir of the

"Stanley, are you serious? Wendy wants

Stanley to the bone. When he was in a coma, she insisted on marrying him. There's no way she'd actually go

you think Wendy can hold out before begging Stanley to take her

it through tonight. She's probably already sent Stanley

He

with the caption, [Honey, even though your bone

scrolled up, he saw countless similar messages-all from

never replied.

chat

felt a vague

Ding!

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