The Heartbreak Prescription

Stanley caught Wendy in his arms as she stumbled into him. His sharp gaze flickered down at her, displeasure evident in his tone. "Wendy, what are you doing back here?"

Wendy hadn't expected him to come home. He was dressed in a sleek black suit, tailored perfectly to his tall frame, still carrying the crisp chill of the winter night on the expensive fabric.

She instinctively leaned closer, seeking solace in his cool, composed presence.

"Stanley, help me..." she whispered, her voice trembling.

Before she could say more, Stanley pushed her back gently but firmly, his brows furrowing. "What's wrong with you?"

Wendy hesitated, biting her lip. She couldn't believe she had almost begged him for help. "I've been drugged," she admitted softly.

'Drugged?'

Stanley's expression darkened. This woman was always in trouble.

"Wait here," he commanded.

Striding to the window, he pulled out his phone and made a call. His tall figure was framed by the night sky, one hand loosening his tie with effortless elegance. The loosened knot, paired with his cold demeanor, gave him an irresistible, rebellious charm.

Wendy didn't dare to look at him any longer.

Benny soon picked up the call. "Stanley! What's up?"

"I have a question. What do I do when a woman is drugged?"

Benny laughed excitedly as if he'd just heard some gossip. "Is Jessica in trouble?

If so, you know what to do-step in and save the day!"

"Say something helpful," Stanley uttered.

"Fine, fine. If a woman's been drugged, she should take a cold shower. It's rough, but it works. Otherwise, well... It could get serious."

Stanley ended the call and turned to Wendy. "Can you manage a cold shower?"

Wendy nodded weakly, her face flushed. "I can try."

she hurried to the

it over a chair. Just as he began to roll up his sleeves,

"Ahh!"

irritation as he strode

frame. Her delicate shoulders and collarbone glistened under the bathroom light. The shower wasn't turned on yet. She

my head," she whimpered, tears threatening to

her

"You're unbelievable," he muttered.

she

"Stand still."

'What?'

she could react, Stanley turned on

Wendy instantly. She gasped, instinctively throwing

protested, trembling. Her body pressed tightly against him, soaking

no choice but to back away from her. The two stood under the cold shower

a fish out of water and desperately needed moisture. She began

guy, and

what are you doing with your

abs," she murmured

Stanley was speechless.

face. "So handsome too," she uttered while admiring his good

the cold wall. He gulped before issuing a

so

and aimed it at her flushed face

"Stanley, if Jessica were

Stanley froze. "What?"

with mist,

cold shower.

eyes were red, as if she'd been crying

forward and bit

throat was one of a man's most vulnerable and sensitive areas. Her sharp teeth sank in hard, and his narrow eyes instantly filled with bloodshot intensity.

'This damn woman!'