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

your shirt,"

obeyed, removing the white shirt

His broad shoulders and slim waist, the muscles

of a gym junkie. Instead, he had six well-defined abs, dignified and subtle. His V-line

and Wendy's face flushed

deep and

in confusion. "Even? What do

looked at you. Now, you've seen

turned an even brighter shade of

eyebrow. "Then why

had known this

blood against the pale flesh

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tried to be gentle, careful not

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thoughts. "This mess was caused by Jessica. I apologize for her

lashes fluttered. He was apologizing for Jessica? It was clear now- he

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

He realized that Jessica had changed, become someone

like this before," he