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?

a sudden tension in her forehead. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she drank,

consummated their marriage.

"Grandma!" Wendy protested.

hand with a gentle yet earnest expression. "Wendy, it's about time you and Stanley had children. I'm getting older, and my biggest hope now is to have

Wendy knew

arm around her shoulder in a protective

young. There's no rush when it comes

at Stanley's handsome face. Was he

actually, I do want

sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze. "But Stanley's been so busy with work lately.

just say? Too tired

turned dark, the color draining

him an assessing look. "No wonder you

not like that,

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to build up