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.

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

turned her head

slept on the couch-he'd

going on?

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 just his

herself, her small hand gently, almost hesitantly,

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

Stanley shifted,

a child caught red-handed. She immediately sat up and broke the silence.

amused, half-lidded eyes. "Wendy, don't you remember what

She remembered washing up

more.

she asked, confusion clouding

into bed with you and even called me Daddy," Stanley said, his tone light and

stared at him. "You're lying!" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at his smug

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