The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

‘A blind date?

Stanley’s aura turned icy in an instant. He raised a hand to undo the top button of his shirt, his jaw tightening.

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Ding, ding, ding!

Cecelia had sent several consecutive WhatsApp messages, accompanied by voice notes that began playing automatically.

voice filled the room.

ally. Her

“Wendy, check out this guy–eight–pack abs, a gym enthusiast. Do you like him? You could rest your head on his abs at night!

“And this one–adorable, obedient, and shy. He looks like he’d be so much fun!

“Oh, and this one, the gold–rimmed–glasses business elite–cold and aloof, a total dreamboat! Should we ask him to get on his knees and sing a song for you?

“Wendy, all these men are your personal harem. Pick whoever you like!”

Stanley’s lips pressed into a thin, grim line. He truly hadn’t realized that Wendy had an entire lineup of potential suitors vying for

her attention.

Wendy picked up her phone and casually sent a voice message back. “Got it, I’ll be there soon.”

When she turned around, she came face–to–face with Stanley. She handed him a piece of paper.

“Mr. Hawk, this is the recipe for Grandma’s herbal soup. Boil it over high heat for an hour every Tuesday, Thursday, and

Saturday. Make sure she drinks it while it’s still warm.”

Stanley’s gaze dropped to the paper, realizing she had been writing the recipe earlier. Her handwriting was neat and elegant. She had listed various herbal ingredients.

“You know medicine?” he asked.

“Yes, I’ve studied a little,” Wendy replied nonchalantly.

Stanley didn’t take the paper. “To be safe, I’ll have a doctor review it.”

Wendy wasn’t surprised by his reaction. She knew Stanley looked down on her, dismissing her as a nobody from the countryside. She could understand why–after all, Stanley was a man born with the world at his feet.

Setting the recipe

ipe on the table, Wendy picked up her bag. “I won’t come back to the estate anymore. Find an appropriate time to

inform Grandma about our divorce.”

Stanley grabbed her slender wrist before she could take another step. “It’s late. Where are you going?”

Slap!

Her free hand swung up, landing a hard slap across his face.