บททั้งหมดของ The Heartbreak Prescription: บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

Stanley had always been swift and ruthless, his actions precise and chilling, a force to be reckoned with.The bodyguards in black were caught off guard by his sudden aggression.The two spoiled rich young men froze for a moment, then quickly erupted in anger. "What are you standing around for? Get him!""On it!"The black-clad bodyguards charged forward.Wendy, stepping out of the dressing room, was immediately struck by the chaos unfolding in front of her. Stanley was taking on ten men by himself, kicking one bodyguard so hard that he crashed into the bar, sending liquor bottles smashing to the floor.Screams filled the air as people scattered in panic. "They're fighting!"Wendy could hardly believe what she was seeing. She had only stepped away for a moment to change, and now Stanley was in the middle of a brawl.It seemed that he had been in a lot of fights lately.Without hesitation, Wendy rushed to his side. "Mr. Hawk!"Stanley, after dispatching one more bodyguard, gla

Stanley was clearly aroused. The corners of his narrow eyes had reddened with the heat of desire.Listening to Wendy's words, he froze and stared at her.Wendy casually gestured toward the door. "Mr. Hawk, now you'll have to work your magic and get Luna back."Stanley, ever sharp, immediately understood. Wendy wasn't genuinely trying to seduce him—she was putting on a show for Luna.The desire in his eyes instantly faded, replaced by a cold clarity. He fixed Wendy with a frosty gaze. "Get off me, now."Wendy didn't waste any time and immediately complied.Stanley stood, his tall, lean figure casting a long shadow by the floor-to-ceiling windows. This damned woman!"Spit it out. What do you want from me?"Wendy took a steadying breath. "Mr. Hawk, Cecelia didn't cut Luna's wires. She's been framed. I hope you'll show mercy and let her go."Cecelia? Her best friend?Stanley hadn't been paying attention to Luna's fall or any of the drama surrounding it, so he didn't know it was t

In the understatedly luxurious business conference room, Stanley stood tall in a custom-made black suit, exuding both handsomeness and an air of nobility. He was leading the senior executives of Hawk Group as they met with Marc Dubois, the CEO of the Frontellian luxury brand, LVMA."Mrs. Hawk, Mr. Hawk's Frontellian is impeccable! He speaks over twenty languages fluently, and he never needs a translator," the receptionist told Wendy as she prepared a cup of coffee for her.Wendy smiled lightly. "Thank you.""You're welcome. I'll leave you to it now," the receptionist said with a bow before walking away."Alright."Once the receptionist had left, Wendy's sharp eyes once again drifted toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, focusing on Stanley inside.Stanley stood alongside Marc, effortlessly conversing in flawless Frontellian. It was a world of high stakes and prestige—the top-tier business summit, the kind of glamorous, intoxicating atmosphere Wendy could feel even from across the

What was he talking about?Wendy could feel it—the cold, distant act was gone. The wicked, lustful Stanley was back.She had wanted to peel back his mask before. But now that it had been pulled away, she realized she didn't want it as much as she thought.-The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped smoothly down the road. Wendy glanced at the man beside her. "Did you have someone stop me from seeing Cecelia?"Stanley's large hand, with defined knuckles, rested casually on the steering wheel. He gave a half-hearted hum, barely acknowledging the question.He admitted it."Did Nathan leave because of you, too?"Stanley signaled, turning the wheel effortlessly with his strong wrist, his expensive watch catching the light as he made the turn. His deep voice rumbled as he said, "Nathan should have arrived by now. What do you think he's doing right now?"Wendy said nothing, waiting for him to elaborate.Stanley handed her a photo.Wendy took it and stared at the image. There, she saw Nathan w

Wendy's last words, "You didn't wear one that night," faded quietly, and Stanley didn't quite catch them.All he heard was the part about her not wanting to take the morning-after pill anymore.His mind immediately flashed back to that time when she had fainted from an allergic reaction to the pill because of Nathan. A smirk tugged at his lips, cold and mocking. "If you can take the morning-after pill for another man, why can't you do the same for me?"What was he talking about?When had she ever taken the morning-after pill for another man?In the past, he had misunderstood her, thinking she had been with many men, and she had endured it all. But that night, he knew it was her first time. And still, he said this to her.Wendy clenched her fist and punched him.She was still angry, still hated him.Stanley didn't move to avoid the hit. After she struck him, he gently took her little fist, turning it into a soft grip as he pulled her along."Wait, I haven't bought the condoms y