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.

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

a moment, then turned her head and saw

the couch-he'd

going on? Why was

his scent was entirely different from George's. While George's smell was vile, Stanley's was clean, warm,

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

met a slight stubble, rough and prickly. It stung, sending a strange, tingly sensation

Stanley shifted,

her hand back, as if she was a child caught red-handed. She immediately sat up and broke the silence. "Stanley, why are you in

groggy, stared at her with amused, half-lidded eyes. "Wendy, don't you remember

truly didn't. She remembered washing up and

more.

last night?" she asked, confusion clouding

even called me Daddy," Stanley said, his tone

"You're lying!"

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