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."

down

your

white shirt to reveal his well-toned upper

Wendy had seen Stanley shirtless. His broad shoulders and

six well-defined abs, dignified and subtle. His V-line disappeared into his black

face flushed a deep red. She didn't know where

voice broke the silence, deep and teasing. "Now we're

blinked in confusion. "Even?

"Earlier, I looked at you.

turned an even brighter shade of

"Then why are

slapping herself. If she had known this would

wound. The lash had been deep, and the red blood against the pale flesh was

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gentle, careful not

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mess was caused by Jessica. I apologize for

was apologizing for Jessica? It was clear now-

her?" Wendy asked, bitterness lacing her tone. "She's already gone so far as

realized that

like this before," he