The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 79

The moment he called himself "Mommy", Stanley was relieved no one else had heard it but him.

He had his pride, after all! He'd never done anything like this in his life!

Fortunately, Wendy seemed comforted when he said, "Mommy's here." She burrowed into Stanley's arms, her small hands wrapping tightly around his firm waist, and drifted back to sleep.

Stanley couldn't help but think she was clingy. He looked down at her, noticing she wasn't crying anymore. But the soft tears still clung to her delicate lashes, making her look so vulnerable and endearing

A smile tugged at his lips. “I'm not your mom, I'm your dad! Wendy, try calling me Daddy."

Wendy, still fast asleep, gave no response.

Stanley wrapped his arm around her slender shoulder, settling into sleep himself.

The next morning, Wendy slowly opened her eyes.

The early morning sunlight was bright, spilling warmth across the room. It was a new day.

get up but then froze when she realized something felt off. A strong, warm arm was

turned her head and saw Stanley's

the couch-he'd ended up in bed with

going on? Why

relaxed her body and noticed that his scent was entirely different from George's. While George's smell was vile, Stanley's was clean, warm, and even expensive. It made a woman want him not

and, before she could stop herself, her small hand gently, almost hesitantly, traced the strong line of his

a slight stubble, rough and prickly. It stung, sending a

then, Stanley shifted,

back, as if she was a child caught red-handed. She immediately sat up and

stared at her with amused, half-lidded eyes. "Wendy,

didn't. She remembered washing up and going to bed

more.

happened last night?" she asked, confusion clouding

dragged me into bed with you and even called me Daddy,"

"You're lying!" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at

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