The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 1

One day, Wendy discovered that her husband Stanley was having an affair.

He had been seeing a college student.

It was Stanley's birthday. Wendy had prepared a table full of dishes early in the day. Just then, she heard a notification from his phone.

Ding!

He had left his phone at home.

Wendy switched it on and saw a text from the college student.

[I hurt myself when I was carrying the cake. It hurts so much.]

Attached was a selfie-not of the sender's face, but of her legs. The girl in the photo wore pulled-up white socks, black leather shoes, and a blue-and-white skirt that had been pushed up to reveal her long, slender legs. Her pale knees were visibly reddened from the bump. The youthful, vibrant image of her body paired with coquettish words exuded a forbidden allure.

People often say successful businessmen like Stanley favored this type of woman when choosing mistresses.

Wendy clutched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white from the pressure.

Ding!

Another text came from the college student.

"Mr. Hawk, see you at Cloud Hotel tonight. I want to celebrate your birthday!"

So, his mistress wanted to celebrate his birthday tonight.

Wendy grabbed her bag and headed straight to Cloud Hotel. She had to see for herself who this college student was.

She soon arrived at the hotel, ready to go in. Just then, she saw her parents, Harry and Lilian at the entrance. Surprised, she walked up to them.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?" she asked.

guard, exchanged a glance before responding to her

the country. We brought her here," Harry

'Jessica?'

gleaming floor-to-ceiling windows, Wendy spotted her

same blue-and-white skirt from the photo in Stanley's phone. The college student was none other

the most beautiful legs in town. Many

her parents and said coldly, "So I'm

gave a sheepish smile. "Wendy, Mr. Hawk

how many women in Hovendale are dying to be with Mr. Hawk? Better to let Jessica have him

fists. "Dad, Mom, I'm

her heel,

called after her. "Wendy, tell me has Mr. Hawk ever touched you?" Wendy stopped

like we owe you anything. Three years ago, when Stanley and Jessica were Hovendale's golden couple, everyone thought they'd get married. But then Stanley got into a car accident and went into a

past three years, you've turned into a housewife who revolves around her husband. Meanwhile, Jessica became the principal ballerina of her company. She's

felt like a knife into Wendy's

villa, night had fallen. Wendy had sent the maid Mathilda home, so the

alone at

gone cold. The cake she had carefully prepared had 'Happy Birthday, Honey' written on

glaringly ironic, just

Stanley's cherished 'Red Rose.' But three years ago, a sudden car accident left Stanley

forced her to marry Stanley in Jessica's place. Wendy had agreed willingly when she found out it was Stanley-the man she had loved

those years, Wendy devoted herself to caring for him. She stayed by his side, gave up socializing, and focused solely on nursing him back to health, living as a dutiful housewife. In the

the candles on the

plain housewife

successful ballerina, was young, vibrant, and

duckling, while Jessica was

abandoned the ugly duckling and

let out

self-delusion. Stanley had never loved her, but she

had made her lose

her eyes as she blew out the candles, plunging the villa back