The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 2

Wendy was also staring at him. Her tone was light but firm as she repeated, "Let's get a divorce, Stanley. Do you like your birthday gift?"

Stanley didn't bat an eyelid. "You're asking for a divorce just because I didn't celebrate my birthday with you?"

"Jessica has returned, hasn't she?"

At the mention of Jessica, Stanley's thin lips curled into a faint, mocking smile. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. "Are you bothered by Jessica?"

Stanley, known as the youngest business prodigy alive, exuded an aura of power, wealth, and status. As he approached, Wendy instinctively stepped back, her slender back pressing against the cold wall.

Her vision went dark as Stanley leaned in. He propped one hand against the wall beside her, trapping her between his firm chest and the wall.

Looking down at her with his deep, striking eyes, Stanley sneered.

"Everyone in Hovendale knows Jessica was the one I intended to marry. Weren't you aware when you schemed to replace her and became Mrs. Hawk? You didn't mind then, so why act all self-righteous now?"

Wendy's face turned pale.

Yes, Stanley had wanted to marry Jessica. If not for the accident that left him in a coma, how could Wendy have married him?

She would never forget the day he woke up. The disappointment and coldness in his eyes when he saw her was devastating.

Since then, they had lived in separate rooms. He never touched her.

He loved Jessica.

Wendy had always known this, but...

She gazed deeply at Stanley's face, the grown man overlapping in her mind with the young boy from years ago.

'Stanley, do you really not remember me?'

It turned out she had been standing in place all along, waiting for someone that no longer existed.

It was enough.

These three years were just her one-sided effort to cherish him.

Suppressing the ache in her heart, Wendy said softly, "Stanley, let's end this loveless marriage."

deep,

a provocative motion. "Is that why? Are you

red like a ripe berry, vibrant

what

thumb lingered on her lips, pressing and toying with them. She hadn't expected

the first time. She usually dressed in monotonous black-and-white

palm, and her

back

an unbidden

you to be so eager. You're that desperate for

Slap!

and slapped him across the face. Stanley's handsome face tilted to the

only led to her dignity being trampled on. He had actually humiliated

Fine, I'll fulfill your wishes and return Mrs. Hawk's title

face instantly darkened, frosty and sullen. A man

locked onto her. "Wendy,

want a divorce just because you

out a soft chuckle.

"What?"

Stanley's expression stiffened.

hurt him. "You're just a

where it could drip with venom. "Fine! Wendy, you're something else. Let's

stormed upstairs, slamming the study door shut with a

felt as though all the strength had been drained from her body. Slowly, she slid down the wall,

Mathilda

reviewing documents. He

Mathilda greeted

even look up. His icy aura hinted at his foul mood. It felt cold being around

cup of coffee by his hand.

his cold

she trying

Wendy was an excellent wife. She cooked to his

sip. It was her

he was still

night, and he wasn't about