The Heartbreak Prescription

Wendy furrowed her brows. "What did I do?"

Stanley clenched his jaw. "Who told you to dress like this?"

'What? Like this?' she wondered. "What do you mean, Stanley?!"

Stanley glanced at her ultra-short skirt. "Your thighs are almost exposed. Do you really want people to see your legs like this?"

Wendy's skirt was a bit short, but it was Cecelia's choice.

Cecelia's exact words were, "My dearest Wendy doesn't show her legs, but look at how Jessica flaunts hers. Tonight, let everyone see who has the best legs in Hovendale."

Wendy raised her finely arched eyebrows. "Looks like Mr. Hawk noticed my legs."

Stanley paused.

Wendy leaned back against the wall, appearing languid and graceful. She slowly lifted her right leg, her crystal-high heel brushing against his ankle.

Stanley had on black trousers, showcasing his long, muscular legs, exuding an aura of coldness and restraint.

Wendy's pale foot gently grazed up his ankle, moving provocatively along his calf. It was an act of seduction and defiance.

Stanley shot her a cold glance. "What are you doing?"

Wendy curved her lips into a smile. "Mr. Hawk, which do you prefer? My legs, or Jessica's?"

Stanley stared at her small, delicate face that glowed with celestial radiance, yet she provocatively seduced him with a dazzling smile.

Last night, he had glimpsed the beauty hidden beneath her dark-rimmed glasses, but he hadn't expected her to be this beautiful.

He felt like he had seen this face somewhere before.

Wendy's clear eyes sparkled. "Mr. Hawk, has Jessica ever wrapped her legs around your waist?"

"Wendy,

That was perhaps the best kind of protection a man could offer

definitely wrapped around his waist, or else

man like Stanley so deeply attached to her. He would never

smile, her eyes remained clear and distant. "Well, Mr. Hawk, your body isn't up to par and can't satisfy me, so

was inadequate, and the next man would be

woman was truly asking for

out, grabbing Wendy's chin. "Are you trying to provoke me? Do you really

'What?' Wendy froze.

no warmth. "Dream on. I won't touch you. The one I love

He loved Jessica.

need to say it-Wendy already knew. It stung her heart, the sharp pain

moment, a sweet voice rang

looked up-Jessica had

beautiful woman with rosy lips

toward Jessica. He lowered his gaze to meet hers, his eyes filled with a tenderness Wendy had never seen.

turned

recognize

would never forget

but from completely different parents. Harry, Wendy's father, wasn't her

a happy family with her real father, Jerry, and her

loved her dearly, always lifting her high. "Wendy, please

one day, her father suddenly passed away. Harry, Jerry's brother, moved in with

her second uncle. Her mother loved Jessica and stopped loving

got an A+, her mother hit her hand with a ruler. "Can't you give your sister a

fell ill and had to undergo chemotherapy, her head had to be shaved. She cried, saying she

should look the same as your sister so

night, her mother, Jessica, and Harry

bought her, would stand outside their door,

called her mother "Mom," which made her mother incredibly happy. But then Jessica said, "A mother can