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.

something felt off. A strong, warm arm was holding her delicate shoulder. She

then turned her

the couch-he'd

on? Why

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 just

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

but her fingers met a slight stubble, rough and prickly. It stung, sending a strange, tingly sensation up

Stanley shifted, his

she was a child caught red-handed. She immediately sat up and

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

remembered washing up and going to bed

more.

she

even called me Daddy,"

Wendy's wide eyes filled with shock as she stared at him. "You're lying!" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at

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