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."

hesitation.

warning, he scooped

crept up her

lace lingerie underneath. Harry's grin turned wicked. "With you looking this irresistible, who could be

slapped his

"But you like

was in her apartment when Lilian

warm and motherly. "Wendy, I was wrong at the hospital.

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

still acting like a lovesick fool. She's beyond

busy." She

were

always

weren't home, and Lilian had indeed prepared an elaborate meal. On the table sat the bottle of wine, with the words 'For my Wendy' clumsily

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

my Wendy' on the label. She had once had a happy

the wine and poured two glasses,

asked coolly, "How did my father really

hand tremble, nearly spilling her

averted her gaze. "Wendy, he... He died of illness. I've

go. She would find out the truth about her

have things to do. I'm

frowned. "Who

middle-aged and outwardly gentlemanly, scanned Wendy with a lecherous gaze. His

from the naturopathy center. He can

curling into

pretense of motherly affection. "Wendy, sleep with Dr. Whalen,

to save