The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 64

Wendy wanted to ease the awkwardness.

Stanley lowered his striking gaze and looked at her, his lips curving into a teasing smile.

"Help me?"

He was drugged, and now she was offering to help him.

Wendy froze, her small face turning crimson. She quickly waved her hands,

flustered. “It's not what you think! I can help you in another way!"

"Oh?" Stanley raised an eyebrow, watching her flail in a hurry to explain herself. His tone lightened, amused." And what other way would that be?"

Wendy couldn't speak.

Was he doing this on purpose? Teasing her on purpose?

The mature man seemed to enjoy the playful torment.

her, Stanley's long legs were encased in

face was almost level with it, so her eyes wandered nervously, unable to focus on

face cupped in his large hand. His lips curved in a smile. "Wendy, what are

his room, and

stood up, ready to escape. But Stanley wouldn't let her go. His

at him, unsure what he

want you?" he

No one wanted her?

eyes well up with tears. It wasn't just sadness;

once claimed he wanted her around had changed

locked onto him, a mixture of sorrow and longing. Stanley looked down at her, his

his bed, her delicate face still carrying a touch of youthful innocence. Now, her clear

luring him in-tempting him to want her, to claim her,

invisible tension pulled between them, thick with unspoken desire,

Stanley had been suppressing surged uncontrollably. His fingers tightened around her soft cheeks, forcing her little mouth into an "O" shape, revealing

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