The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 10

At the Crone family villa...

Night had fallen. Lilian sat in the living room in a silk nightgown, waiting for Harry.

In her younger years, she had been a stunning southern beauty, cherished by Jerry, who spoiled her to the point where she never had to lift a finger for household chores. Later, she remarried Harry, who inherited Jerry's business empire and expanded it further. Her role as a wealthy wife was well-established, and with her meticulous self-care, she still exuded charm despite her age.

The villa's main door opened as a maid let Harry in.

Lilian's face lit up with joy. She rushed to greet him, helping him remove his suit jacket. "Honey, why are you home so late?"

Unlike Jerry's honest and reserved demeanor, Harry had always been dashing and flirtatious in his youth. Now, as a CEO, he carried an air of authority that made Lilian utterly infatuated with him.

"I had a business dinner," Harry replied casually.

As he spoke, Lilian caught a familiar scent on his suit-perfume from his new secretary.

Her smile faded, replaced by anger. "Were you with that secretary again?"

Harry frowned, clearly displeased. "Lilian, stop being paranoid. Instead of wasting energy on this nonsense, why don't you focus on cheering Jessica up? She's upset that Dr. Ceylan refused to treat her. I'm tired. I'm going upstairs."

He turned to leave.

Lilian suddenly called out, "I found a way to get Dr. Ceylan to help Jessica."

Harry froze mid-step and turned back, his expression immediately softening. He wrapped an arm around Lilian's shoulder. "Lilian, you're amazing. You never let me down. You're my treasure."

Harry was a master at sweet-talking, perfectly catering to Lilian's delicate sensibilities.

Lilian leaned into his embrace, her tone uettish she playfully scolded him "On one condition-you have to fire that secretary."

without hesitation. "I'll

warning, he scooped Lilian

went weak, and a blush crept up her cheeks.

shifted, revealing the lace lingerie underneath. Harry's grin turned wicked. "With you looking this irresistible,

slapped his chest.

laughed, unabashed. "But you like

was in her apartment when

"Wendy, I was wrong at the

poked her head out. "Don't go! She's just

she's still acting like a lovesick fool. She's

"I'm busy." She wanted

wine when you were born, meant to be opened when you grew up. I've dug it up. Come

always knew how to hit

indeed prepared an elaborate meal. On the table sat the bottle of wine, with the words 'For my Wendy'

well-educated, but was a self-made man. Unlike Harry, who had been a university graduate in

over the words 'For my Wendy' on the label. She had once

to be in high spirits, her face glowing with vitality. She opened the wine and

and asked coolly, "How did my

Lilian's hand tremble, nearly spilling

died of illness. I've told you before, but you wouldn't understand. You're

coldly and emptied her glass in one go. She would find out

glass, Wendy stood. "I have things to

"Who are

Wendy with a lecherous gaze. His grin

is Dr. Whalen from the naturopathy center. He can convince

him, her lips curling into a

dropped the pretense of motherly affection. "Wendy, sleep with

to sleep with a man to save her half-sister-so that was why she had