The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

“Wendy, can’t you just be obedient?”

When Stanley said those words with his deep, gravelly voice, something in Wendy’s heart softened.

Stanley really did want her to be obedient.

In the more than three years of their marriage, although she had taken care of him while he was in a coma, he had also given her a very generous material compensation. He sent her to Clavendale University, and all he wanted was for their relationship to end there.

But she wasn’t being obedient at all. Just last night, when he heard about her being labeled “God of Sleep” in the bar, he was annoyed. Then, today, even during the meeting he couldn’t get any peace because she had gotten into a fight, and they demanded to meet with her guardian.

Stanley had never dealt with something this troublesome.

Just then, the young woman lying on top of him suddenly spoke up. “You don’t like obedient ones anyway.”

What?

Wendy’s small hand pushed against his firm chest as she sat up. Her bright eyes met his handsome face, and she smirked slightly. “Don’t think I don’t know, Stanley. You like… the naughty ones.”

Stanley’s sharp features darkened immediately. He didn’t expect her to say something so blunt with that innocent, flawless face of hers.

Wendy met his gaze without flinching, her clear eyes slowly drifting downward, briefly landing on his sensuous lips. “I was standing outside the room at the bar last night, saw how Jessica fed you wine and how much you liked it.”

She stared at him, her look bold and fiery.

Stanley had known she was there. Even though he hadn’t seen her when he looked back, she had clearly seen everything outside the door.

“You want me to be a good girl, but you’re out there looking for a naughty one to entertain you? You’re really something,” Wendy said, then got off him.

But her slipper fell off, and she couldn’t find it right away. So, she just sat back on the bed.

Now Stanley was still lying on her bed, his expensive, custom–made black suit pressed against her peach–colored, heart–patterned sheets–a forbidden, provocative sight.

Wendy stretched her slender foot and kicked him on the thigh. “Get off my bed!”

Stanley glared at her. “Wendy, I dare you to kick me again.”

Pfft, as he wished.

Unbothered, Wendy kicked him once more.

Her foot was delicate, her toes rounded and soft, a pale pink sheen to her skin. When it made contact with the sharp–cut black pants he was wearing, Stanley’s gaze sparked with something hot.

In an instant, he grabbed her dainty foot. “Wendy, Jessica might be naughtier, but no one is worse than you.”

* Jessica was obvious in her attempts to flirt, but Wendy? She was sly and subtle–seductive in a way that was hard

to resist.

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Chapter 125

Last night, Jessica had just fed him drinks, but today, Wendy was kicking him in bed.

Jessica wasn’t even close to being her rival.