The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

425 BONUS

George sped down the highway in a white van, frequently glancing into the rearview mirror. Wendy lay unconscious in the backseat, her delicate face pale under the dim interior light.

His gaze lingered on her figure, tracing every curve with an unsettling intensity. The mere thought of having her at his mercy made his blood boil with excitement. Still, he knew he couldn’t act recklessly. He needed to get far away from Hovendale–someplace where no one knew either of them. Once there, she would have no chance to escape. Then, he could do whatever he pleased.

The anticipation made him flush with heat. Just as his mind spiraled into darker thoughts, the car in front of him stopped moving, and he slammed on the brakes.

“What the hell?” he muttered, squinting through the windshield.

Ahead, the cars had come to a complete stop. Drivers were poking their heads out of their windows, trying to make sense of the standstill.

“What’s going on up there?” someone shouted. “An accident?”

“No,” another voice replied. “The road’s been blocked off. They’re checking vehicles.”

The road had been blocked off?

George’s expression twisted with panic. A sinking feeling crept over him as snippets of conversations drifted through the air.

“Who has the power to shut down an entire highway like this?”

“Are you new here? It’s Stanley Hawk, Hawk Group’s CEO and Hovendale’s top dog. This town might as well be his backyard. If he wants the road closed, it’s closed. Simple as that.”

“Oh, Mr. Hawk blocked off the road? Do you think his wife has run away, and he’s hunting her down?”

“Yeah, right. You’ve been reading too much fiction.”

George’s hands tightened on the steering wheel, his heart sinking like a rock. He broke into a cold sweat.

Stanley was looking for Wendy.

Damn it! Lilian had assured him that Stanley didn’t care about Wendy–that she was nothing but a discarded woman. If that were true, why would Stanley go to such lengths to track her down?

Up ahead, a group of uniformed personnel began systematically inspecting cars, moving closer with every passing

moment.

George’s chest tightened. He couldn’t just sit and wait to be caught.

With gritted teeth, he threw open the van door, scooped up Wendy in his arms, and bolted into the surrounding wilderness.

Wendy stirred, her long lashes fluttering slightly. A cold, slimy sensation on her face jolted her awake. She opened her eyes to find herself in a dark, damp cave, lying on a pile of dry grass.

George loomed over her, his hand shamelessly caressing her cheek with a disgusting smirk.

“You’re awake,” he said, his voice dripping with a twisted kind of satisfaction.

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Chapter 89

425 BONUS

The back of Wendy’s neck throbbed. The sensation of his hand on her skin was revolting, like a venomous scorpion clinging to her, making her stomach churn. Her voice was icy as she snapped, “Get your filthy hands off me!”

George didn’t seem fazed by her resistance. His expression darkened with a perverse sort of amusement.