The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 443

Jessica's gaze fell on Wendy's name tag, which clearly read Dr. Ceylan.

Jessica gasped, her breath catching in her throat. She stared at Wendy in utter disbelief.

"Dr. Ceylan? Wendy, you're... Dr. Ceylan?"

Edith, Trish, and Lilian all saw it too, their moutlis dropping open as they stared at Wendy in shock, as though they'd seen a ghost.

"Wendy, w-who are you, really?"

Wendy raised an elegant brow, her expression calm. "You've been searching for Dr. Ceylan, right? Well, I am Dr. Ceylan. Dr. Ceylan is me!"

What?! Wendy was Dr. Ceylan?!

Jessica, Trish, Edith, and Lilian were all frozen in place, unable to speak. They had never in their wildest dreams imagined that Wendy could be Dr. Ceylan. How was that even possible?

It was Jessica who managed to regain her voice first. "That's impossible! This must be some kind of lie! Wendy, you're pretending to be Dr. Ceylan, aren't you?"

Trish shook her head in disbelief. "How could you be Dr. Ceylan? Dr. Ceylan is a miracle doctor! Since you married Mr. Hawk, you've become a housewife! How could you possibly be Dr. Ceylan?"

Lilian frowned in confusion. "If you were really Dr. Ceylan, there's no way you'd be so low-key! You can't possibly be Dr. Ceylan!"

stunned to speak. Was Wendy

Ceylan, then what did that make Jessica and

they weren't just lacking-they

true treasure and settled

No!

Edith couldn't accept it.

that moment, the vice dean, who had been standing

is Dr. Ceylan! Ms. Jessica, she's the only one who can treat your heart disease. Didn't you always want Dr. Ceylan to treat you? Well, now she's standing right here in

could be Dr. Ceylan the very person who had

expressions on Jessica, Trish, Edith, and Lilian's faces were

sharp gaze swept across each of

to come? But now that I'm here, you don't seem too happy about it. That's okay. If you don't want me to treat you, you

Jessica stammered, "I-L..."

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a chance to speak. She

"Mr. Hawk."

standing tall in his custom black suit in the hallway, looked every bit the handsome, distinguished man. Wendy, in her crisp white coat, with her long black hair pulled back into a low ponytail, walked toward him with a

stared at Wendy, stunned, unable

wasn't just the Crone family

that

he had been desperately searching for, the one be had missed