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.

Stanley's long legs were encased in tailored slacks,

waist. She couldn't look there. But her face was almost level

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

his room, and now she was sneaking peeks

to escape. But Stanley wouldn't let her go. His hand still held her face. "Why were you sent to the countryside?" he asked, his

froze. She looked up at him, unsure

one want

No one wanted her?

It wasn't just sadness;

once claimed he wanted her around had changed his

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

moment, Stanley thought she looked utterly pitiful. From his vantage point, she sat on his bed, her delicate face still carrying a touch

luring him in-tempting him to want her,

them, thick with unspoken

fire Stanley had been suppressing surged uncontrollably. His fingers tightened around her soft cheeks, forcing her little mouth into

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