The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 22

Stanley froze for a moment.

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Wendy lay beneath him, her silky black hair cascading over the crimson bedspread-a shade specifically chosen by Glinda for their wedding room. The red accentuated the creamy fairness of her skin, making her appear luminous, almost ethereal.

There was an air of sensuality about the scene, but the thought of her lying like this beneath another man....

Stanley's fists clenched involuntarily.

He had intended to clarify that the 'delivery' last night was medicine, not a man. But as the words reached his lips, they refused to

come out.

Wendy's cold gaze met his. "Move."

She had ordered him to move.

Stanley didn't budge.

Frustrated, Wendy began to struggle. The memory of him bringing Jessica into his private wing last night flashed through her mind, and it made her recoil from even the slightest physical contact with him.

"Stanley, get off me! After spending the night with Jessica, did you even bother to clean yourself?"

Stanley stiffened in silence.

he pinned Wendy's hands above her head

a slippery little water snake beneath his firm, muscular body. The thin fabric between them made every movement

intimate.

to the way she

tongue. That memory, coup

unwelcome heat within him. His

a hint of desire.

She froze, her wide,

his breath and released her, sitting up

as well, still eyeing him

reason you're this angry is because I spent last night with Jessica instead of staying with you, isn't it?

words cutting like a blade. She stood up,

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kind of men I spend time with?"

time to finalize the divorce. Until

do the same,

strike her. Her bright, clear eyes landed briefly

Hawk, maybe practice your kissing skills when you have some free time. Are you sure

she walked

She was con

gone.

of the bed, his broad chest heaving with

anger and

a dark