The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144

Wendy cried uncontrollably, her voice breaking with emotion.

“You’re always so angry with me… Why does it matter if I put on makeup or wear lipstick? Jessica does it every day, and you never yell at her… If she had been the one taken, you’d be hugging her, calling her ‘babe‘… You just hate me, don’t you? Why do you hate me so much?”

Her sobs were raw and desperate, her delicate shoulders trembling with each breath. Her eyes were swollen and red, her nose pink, like a rose about to bloom, and tears fell in sparkling drops, endlessly streaming down her face.

Stanley’s expression shifted, his face turning pale. He quickly crouched down beside her, his hand reaching out.” Wendy, please, stop crying.”

She hardly ever cried in front of him. The only time he’d seen her cry before was in her sleep, when she had sobbed out for her mother to stay.

This was the second time, and it was because of him.

He couldn’t bear to see her in tears.

Stanley gently wiped a tear from her cheek. “Jessica wears makeup and lipstick, but you’re not like her…”

Wendy had a natural, pure beauty–like a fairy. When she wore makeup, it only made her more striking, especially the red lipstick. Her lips, painted a soft cherry, looked like a ripe peach–sensual, tempting.

Jessica could wear makeup and lipstick without a problem.

But for Wendy, it seemed like it always led to trouble.

She was different from Jessica.

Wendy’s tears didn’t stop. Instead, they kept coming, and as he wiped them away, more fell. Her eyes, glossy with unshed tears, glared at him, filled with frustration and hurt

“You don’t have to explain. You’re just biased. Jessica is perfect, and I’m not.”

Stanley wasn’t used to comforting girls, and now he found himself lost. Why were there so many tears?

He softened his tone, his voice low and raspy with regret. “Wendy, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. Please, stop crying.”

But Wendy’s tears didn’t slow. She couldn’t understand why Stanley hated her so much.

Then, in a mix of anger and sorrow, Wendy bit down on his firm wrist.

This time, she didn’t bite hard, and Stanley didn’t feel any pain.

He didn’t say anything. He was willing to let her bite him if it meant she’d stop crying.

Wendy released him, sniffing and wiping her nose, and then asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

Stanley wasn’t sure how other men would react to a partner like Wendy–one who would angrily bite you in frustration and then, in the next moment, feel sorry for you and ask if it hurt.

He wasn’t sure what other men would do, but at that moment, his heart felt like it was melting.

He had always known Wendy was trying to seduce him.

And, truth be told, he liked it.

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Wendy’s way of tempting him was something he welcomed. He had always been drawn to it.

Stanley looked at her, his gaze deep and intense, and shook his head. “No, it doesn’t.“.