The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Chapter 473

Stanley looked down at the beautiful, tempting Jessica beneath him, his gaze softening as he slowly lowered his head.

Meanwhile, Wendy had returned to her apartment. She indulged in a relaxing hot bath before slipping into a soft nightgown. Just as she settled, the famillar ping of a notification rang from her phone.

Wendy picked it up to find a message from Jessica on WhatsApp. A voice message had been sent.

Curious, Wendy opened it, and immediately Jessica's voice filled the air, her seductive tone unmistakable.

"Stanley, slow down... Ah... you're hurting me..."

Wendy's delicate face hardened, her expression freezing as she processed the unexpected content. She hadn't anticipated that Jessica would send her an audio recording of her moaning.

It seemed that Jessica and Stanley were already doing the deed, and Jessica had taken the opportunity to send the recording.

Without a change in her demeanor, Wendy set the phone down and went back to whatever she had been doing

Time passed, and eventually, the doorbell rang.

Someone was at the door.

Who

Who could it be?

stood up and walked over to answer it, surprised to find Jessica standing

are you doing here?" Wendy

smug grin.

raised an eyebrow.

more shaken, but her response was strangely indifferent. "Is there something else? If not, I'm closing the door," Wendy said, already turning as if to end the conversation. But Jessica seized the moment and shoved the door

of how luxurious Wendy's apartment was. She had been surprised by the extravagance of Stanley's place, but Wendy's was just as

gives you the right to live in such a nice place?" Jessica asked,

looked at her with a cold, measured gaze. "You could live here too, if

face flushed

one more time: Please leave. If you don't, I'll have to call the building security. I'm sure

she, Trish, and Lilian were thrown out by the building's security. It

Chapter 473

to ask me twice. I'm

to go, something caught her eye on the cabinet in the

beat. Her eyes locked onto the object,

the door for