The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 12

Upon seeing the name 'Jessica' on the screen, Stanley came to his senses.

He was in disarray, his clothes half-wet, marks from Wendy's kisses all over him, and his breathing uneven. Just moments ago, he had been aroused.

He was actually aroused by Wendy!

Stanley didn't like Wendy. He attributed everything to the fact that he was just a man who couldn't resist the temptation of a stunning woman.

Pressing the button, Stanley answered the call. He felt guilty toward Jessica—so guilty that his voice carried an unusual softness. "Jessica."

From Jessica's end came the sound of heavy metal music. Her voice was sweet as she said, "Stanley, I'm at a bar right now."

"No drinking. Have your assistant get you some milk," Stanley said.

"Got it. My assistant always listens to you. Stanley, come join us. I'm waiting for you," Jessica responded.

Stanley turned to leave.

But just then, a small hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

He turned around to see Wendy, completely drenched. Her wet dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Her eyes were red, and she clung to him with all her strength, refusing to let go.

Stanley moved slightly, trying to pull his sleeve free from her grip. But Wendy stubbornly held on, her reddened eyes fixed on him.

Stanley opened his mouth to speak, but Wendy suddenly lunged at him, wrapping her arms around him. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, "Don't go, I'm begging you."

Years later, though Wendy had grown up, she realized she was still afraid of being abandoned. She was afraid of standing alone on a bustling street.

Stanley had no choice. From the phone, Jessica's voice could be heard again. "Stanley, are you listening? Come here now."

Wendy stood on tiptoes and called out, "Big Brother!"

'Big Brother!'

That title was exclusively tied to the girl from years ago.

But wasn't that girl Jessica?

Stanley's expression abruptly changed. "Jessica, something urgent has come up. I can't make it."

Ending the call, Stanley pushed Wendy against the wall. His gaze was dark and piercing. "Who told you to call me 'Big Brother'? Wendy, who exactly are you?"

Wendy clung to his neck and kissed his lips. Her soft, rosy lips pressed against his, exuding a sweet fragrance. It was a clumsy attempt at seduction.

Stanley didn't close his eyes but simply looked at her. She didn't close hers either, her watery, expressive eyes staring back at him.

Stanley suddenly realized Wendy's eyes looked strikingly like those of the girl from years ago.

Wendy kissed him for a while. Seeing no reaction from him, she pulled back, deciding to let it go.

She turned to leave.

Just then, Stanley tightened his grip, pulling her slender body firmly into his embrace. His overpowering presence enveloped her as he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

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At the bar, Jessica sat at the counter with her assistant.

"Jessica, isn't Mr. Hawk coming tonight?" her assistant asked.

Jessica grew suspicious. Something felt off during the earlier call, as though someone was with Stanley.

She immediately called Benny. "Benny, are you with Stanley tonight?"

"No," Benny replied, "but Stanley did call me. It sounded like some woman had been drugged."