The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 402

Stanley watched the direction where Wendy had disappeared, feeling a surge of uncertainty. Was it really that simple? Maybe it was.

Just then, the sound of a phone ringing broke the silence. Acall had come in.

Stanley quickly pressed the button to answer, and Lillan’s anxious voice filled his ear.

“Mr. Hawk, Jessica suddenly collapsed–something’s wrong with her heart! She’s been rushed to the hospital.” Without a word, Stanley hung up the phone and turned sharply, heading for the door.

Wendy and Samuel entered the laboratory. Wendy tied her long, jet–black hair into a simple ponytail and slipped on a white lab coat. “I’m starting the tests on my father’s ashes right now.”

Samuel looked at her thoughtfully. “You’ve always suspected something was off about your father’s death. Do you think someone from the Crone family did this?”

Wendy nodded. “I do.”

“But your father was part of the Crone family, right? Even a tiger won’t eat its cub. Why would they go that far?” Wendy paused for a moment before answering, “Do you remember the research we did earlier? Edith couldn’t get pregnant for three years after she married. She tried a lot of remedies before finally having my father.”

Samuel nodded. “I remember that. So what are you thinking?”

Wendy took a deep breath. “I suspect my father wasn’t really a Crone at all–he was probably adopted.”

Samuel was taken aback. “Why didn’t I think of that before?”

Wendy cradled Jerry’s ashes in her hands. “But right now, this is still just a theory. Once I finish the tests, the truth will come to light.”

Samuel nodded. “Go ahead.”

She worked tirelessly from morning until evening, and by the time night fell, two sets of results were already placed on the table.

Samuel walked over. “How did it go?”

Wendy’s voice was calm, yet filled with certainty. “I wasn’t wrong. My father was poisoned. He was murdered, and I’ve also done a DNA test. There’s no blood relation between him and anyone from the Crone family. Just like I thought he was adopted.”

The truth was now clear.

Samuel said slowly, “So your father was adopted. But after Edith took him in, she went on to have Harry and Archer. It’s almotus if fate played a cruel joke on him. Do you suspect one person or several people were behind. your father’s poisoning?”

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A cold, dangerous light gleamed in Wendy’s eyes. Holding the urn with Jerry’s ashes, she felt a che coldness seep through her fingers. No matter how hard she tried to warm it, it stayed frozen. She couldn’t imagine what her father must have felt in his final moments–poisoned by those closest to him.

The greatest pain wasn’t the physical suffering, but the betrayal that cut so deeply.

Chapter 402