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.

had already gone through a pile

When you give up one tree, you'll discover an entire forest waiting for you. Tonight, I'm booking eight male

her forehead and

off her face, tossing them into the

retrieve them. "My

in academic research for too long, and you've gotten used to wearing these glasses. But you should take a page out of Jessica's book and

a swan. It wasn't

the door. "Come on, we're going shopping! Hair, nails, clothes-everything! I want Stanley and everyone else to

can be!"

remembered something. "Oh, Wendy, are you really not taking

my own money," Wendy

instead? Jessica says thank you!" Cecelia

what to say to

Stanley

and had given Wendy a premium

the black card out of her purse and winked

evening, at

city's elites spent extravagantly. The music was never-ending,

sat in the center of a leather sofa. Tonight, he had on a black shirt paired with black trousers. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned forearms and a steel watch worth millions. His aristocratic, striking features made him the center of attention,

his close friend, Benny Gondale—the heir of the Gondale family and several other

are you

laughed along. "Everyone knows Wendy loves Stanley to the bone. When he was in a

bet on it. How long do you think Wendy can hold out before

smirked. "I bet she can't even make it through tonight. She's probably already

sharp, his mood clearly sour. He pulled out his phone and opened

last message from Wendy was from last night. She had sent a photo of the broth with the caption, [Honey, even though your bone density

similar messages-all from Wendy. She messaged

had never replied.

chat

felt a vague sense of

Ding!

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