The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 7

Jessica smiled, her heart filled with sweetness. She leaned into Stanley's embrace, then tilted her delicate, radiant face to look up at him.

"I knew it you can't bear to let me go. You would never leave me."

Stanley, as Hovendale's wealthiest man, exuded an air of elegance and strength that could dictate the rise and fall of fortunes. He fulfilled every fantasy she had about what a man should be.

But three years ago, when he had been in a car accident and declared a

vegetative state, with doctors pronouncing he would never wake again, how could she waste the prime of her youth on a man like that?

So, she had fled.

Who could have predicted that Wendy, who married him in her place, would somehow help Stanley wake up within three years?

Even now, Jessica didn't understand how Stanley recovered. Could Wendy's fortune be aligned perfectly with his?

Doctors called it a medical miracle.

So, Jessica returned. She knew Stanley loved her he would never truly abandon her.

Stanley looked at Jessica's radiant face. "If it weren't for what happened back then... Would I still spoil you like this?"

At the mention of 'back then,' Jessica froze, guilt flashing through her eyes. She quickly changed the subject.

"Have you slept with Wendy?"

Stanley lowered his gaze. "Why would I sleep with her when I could sleep with you?"

She knew he hadn't been with Wendy, but she asked the question anyway, baiting him into a flirtatious response. He played along, his words dripping with teasing ambiguity.

Jessica loved this side of him-the allure of a mature man with a touch of mischief. His response made her cheeks flush.

This cold and seemingly abstinent man only made her want to strip away his layers and uncover his deeper desires.

Jessica turned, boldly straddling his lean waist. She draped her arms around his neck, bringing her lips close to his. Her breath was warm and provocative. "Do you want me?"

Zayn, who had worked as Stanley's secretary for years, tactfully raised the partition between the driver's seat and the back of the Rolls-Royce.

looked at Jessica but said

had ridden up, exposing her long, flawless legs. Those famed 'best legs

her legs around his waist, pulling herself closer.

would give herself to

of course, understood

an image of Wendy's legs from earlier in the evening at the bar

perfectly proportioned, balanced in their slenderness

asked him which legs he preferred-Jessica's

foot, the delicate crystal chain on her stiletto heels glinting as it dangled from her dainty ankle. She had teased him with her toes, brushing against his leg and asking if Jessica's legs had ever wrapped around his

Jessica's hands from his neck. "I'm

Jessica frowned. "So?"

while I'm

Jessica was momentarily stunned.

intimate atmosphere vanished. Stanley had

off his lap. She had pride, too—she

you divorce Wendy?" she

it was indeed better that Wendy initiated

said,

and Cecelia returned to their apartment. Wendy lay on her soft bed, letting out a small sigh of relief. After tonight's indulgence, it was time

out her phone and

the past three years, she had been using the account named "Mrs. Hawk." Now,

into her other WhatsApp

she logged in, her notification chimed

was

Wendy opened it.

whoa, whoa! Wendy's finally online!] Daryl

back, Wendy!]

to Wendy!] Samuel chimed

seniors were tossing virtual confetti, enthusiastically

the mountains to experience life

it,]

like Wendy had her heart

Wendy can't conquer everything?