The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 45

Wendy adjusted her white shirt and turned to face Stanley.

The phone was still on the nightstand, the ringtone playing over and over. Yet, Stanley didn't even glance at it. He didn't pick up

Jessica's call

That was probably the first time he had ever done that.

Stanley, tall and lean, stood up and removed his black suit jacket. Underneath, he wore a white shirt, but there was a large stain

on the back-blood. Wendy's mind flashed to the lash Glinda had struck him with earlier.

That lash had cut deep into his skin, but his resolve was unshakable. He didn't show a hint of pain on his face.

The wounds needed to be treated or they could get infected.

"I'll get the first aid kit and take care of that for you," Wendy said.

Stanley turned his head to look at her, his lips curving into a small, teasing smile. "A moment ago, you wouldn't even look at

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Wendy bent down to grab the first aid kit. "I just didn't want Grandma to worry."

sat down on the

off your shirt,"

shirt to reveal his well-toned upper

was the first time Wendy had seen Stanley shirtless. His broad shoulders and slim waist, the muscles

had six well-defined abs, dignified and subtle. His V-line disappeared into his black pants, held in place by an expensive,

too much, and Wendy's face flushed a deep

broke the silence, deep

blinked in confusion. "Even? What

at

even brighter shade of

an eyebrow. "Then why

she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have helped

blood against the pale flesh was unsettling. There were signs of inflammation

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to be gentle, careful not to cause

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thoughts. "This mess was caused by Jessica. I

It was clear now- he saw Jessica as his

always clean up after her?" Wendy asked, bitterness lacing her tone. "She's already gone so far as to involve Grandma. Who knows what

that

wasn't like this before,"