The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 85

Glinda didn't get the chance to take the photo because Wendy quickly put it back in the box. "Grandma, this is a photo from when I was a child. It's so ugly. I can't let you see it."

Glinda smiled and withdrew her hand. “I don't think you could ever be ugly."

Freddy added, "I completely agree."

Wendy, hearing the warm reassurance from both Glinda and Freddy, lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup.

Just then, the maid's voice broke the moment. "Mr. Hawk."

Wendy looked up and saw Stanley had returned.

Glinda smiled brightly. "Stanley, you're back?"

Stanley took off his jacket and handed it to the maid before walking into the living room with long strides.

Wendy, still holding her bowl, noticed something strange about the soup. It tasted odd, like some kind of herb had been added. "Grandma, did you put something in the chicken soup? It tastes strange."

Glinda's eyes sparkled. "Wendy, you noticed? I had them add some herbs to help with fertility."

Fertility?

but feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she

consummated their marriage.

"Grandma!" Wendy protested.

earnest expression. "Wendy, it's about time you and Stanley had children. I'm

eyes, Wendy knew she was destined to disappoint

her, wrapping his arm

is still young. There's no rush when it comes

face. Was he trying to put

want to have

sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze. "But Stanley's been so busy with work lately. By the time he comes back to the room, he's just too

she just say? Too tired to

dark, the color draining from

assessing look. "No

not like

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tomorrow," Glinda said seriously. "You need to build up your strength until