The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

My Dad Please Come 486

Chapter 486

Stanley's arm was locked around her waist, pressing painfully against her stomach. Wendy, already feeling discomfort, immediately pushed against him.

"Let go of me! You're hurting my stomach!"

At her words, Stanley stiffened for a moment before moving his arm up, no longer touching her stomach. He roughly shoved her down into the soft cushions of the couch.

Wendy tried to get up, but Stanley pressed his weight on top of her, his hands reaching for the collar of her shirt before tearing it open.

The fabric ripped with a harsh sound, and Wendy felt a chill against her exposed shoulder. She gasped in shock.

In an instant, Stanley leaned down, his face buried in her neck as he began kissing her. "Why can Samuel do what he wants and I can't, huh? Why are you doing this to me?"

Wendy felt like she should be the one asking him that question. Why was he doing this to her?

He could be with Jessica, but she couldn't be with Samuel? What kind of logic was that?

Who did he think he was, standing by Jessica's side while barging into her home to assault her like this?

What did he think of her?

Wendy fought to break free, her voice rising in desperation. "Let go of me! Don't touch me! Let me go!"

want you! You want to save Samuel,

forced her

and pain. Her stomach ached

me regret ever loving you!" Those words froze Stanley's body, and his chaotic movements came to an abrupt

tears streaming down her face. Her small, delicate face was blotched with tears, her clothes in disarray, her hair tangled. She

confusion. He had lost control earlier, but now, his

as to

but his voice came out hoarse, unsure

his hand, as if to gently wipe the tears from

Smack!

a force that surprised him. "Don't touch me!" Stanley's hand froze in midair. After a few moments, he slowly let go of Wendy, standing up. Without a word, he turned

Stanley was gone.

the apartment door closing echoed in the silence. Wendy's body,

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holding back crashed over her, and she curled into herself, crying

was truly a

herself-she would

hand

that man just now is your

whispered to the baby,