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."

Harry agreed without hesitation. "I'll let her go

without warning, he scooped Lilian into

went weak, and a blush crept up her cheeks. "Didn't you just say you were

underneath. Harry's grin turned wicked. "With you looking this

his

"But you like it,

next day, Wendy was in her

"Wendy, I was wrong at the hospital. I've prepared all

poked her head out. "Don't go!

acting like

tone was indifferent. "I'm busy." She wanted to

wine when you were born, meant to be opened when

always knew how to

Lilian had 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

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

be in high spirits, her face glowing with vitality. She opened the wine and poured two glasses, one

and asked coolly, "How did my

question made Lilian's hand tremble, nearly spilling

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

in one go. She

glass, Wendy stood. "I have things to do. I'm leaving." As she

"Who

scanned Wendy with a lecherous gaze. His

down her drink. "Wendy, this is Dr. Whalen from

her lips curling into

of motherly affection. "Wendy, sleep with Dr. Whalen, and Jessica will be

mother was asking her to sleep with a man to save