The Heartbreak Prescription

Stanley had seen everything from the balcony carlier. He watched as Nathan gave Wendy the limited-edition Chanel bag, only for her to refuse it.

Wendy turned to face him. "Did you tell Nathan that I liked bags?"

Stanley raised an eyebrow, his sharp features still carrying that confident air. "Don't you? I remember you liking them."

Wendy smirked, her red lips curling into a playful line. "I don't like bags. I like more expensive things, like diamond necklaces. Next time, have Nathan get me one of those."

Stanley's expression darkened for a moment, the mood turning tense. The conversation quickly came to an end.

He cleared his throat and shifted the topic. "What kind of photo did George send you today?"

Wendy had initially planned to tell him about the photo and George, but she changed her mind. She responded calmly, "Just a childhood picture he took of me."

"Did George-"

Stanley seemed like he was about to ask more, but Wendy cut him off. "Mr. Hawk, are you free? If you have time, maybe you should focus on learning how to have children."

The mention of her past words about him being "too tired to perform❞ made Stanley's mood shift. His gaze became cold and distant.

"How I have children is none of your concern. Don't worry about it."

word, he strode out of the room,

after him, her mind spinning. His having children had nothing to do with her-it only

face grew pale, and after a moment of collecting herself, she left the room

where George had been spending

the couch, surrounded by two beautiful women. They recognized Wendy immediately. "Well, look

face and chuckled, his mood lifting. "Don't worry! This time she's here to

wasn't surprised by George's calm reaction-she knew

expression, she gave the two women a sharp glance.

women, reluctant to go, clung to George's side. "We want to stay with

suddenly uninterested, waved them off.

was a big

check and

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the endless zeros on the check, and his eyes lit up with greed. He'd never seen so much money

now.