Semua Bab The Heartbreak Prescription: Bab 481 - Bab 490

"Do you mean Lideran and Cerrosbi together?" the private doctor asked Jessica."Yes.""Are you pregnant?"Pregnant?The words hit Jessica like a brick, freezing her in place. She gripped the phone tightly, her voice shaky as she asked, "Dr. Kinsman, what are you talking about?""Both Lideran and Cerrosbi are herbs that prevent miscarriage."Prevent miscarriage?Wendy was using those? Was she pregnant?Jessica's mind went blank. She had never even considered the possibility of Wendy being pregnant. She knew Wendy and Stanley had slept together, but she was certain he wasn't fond of children. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would let something like this happen—not with the heir to the Hawk family at stake.But... Wendy was pregnant.Jessica staggered back a few steps, barely catching herself against the wall as she tried to steady her breathing. Was the child Stanley's?Wait, no... It could also be Samuel's.But a woman's intuition is often sharp, and Jessica had

Stanley stared at Jessica, shaking his head. "No way! The child can't be Samuel's! The child is mine!"Jessica's hands were tightly clenched at her sides, and she felt like she might crush her teeth from clenching them so hard. Why was Stanley reacting like this? Why was he so sure the child was his?"Stanley," Jessica said, her voice a mix of frustration and disbelief, "why are you reacting like this? I thought you didn't like children. Do you really want Wendy's child to be yours? Is that what this is about? Do you want Wendy to keep the baby?"Stanley's eyes, normally cool and sharp, now flickered with something darker. He couldn't explain it, but deep down, he just knew that Wendy's child was like his. He wanted the child to be his.Jessica pulled something out of her bag and held it up. "This is her pregnancy report. It clearly shows the date—she's two weeks and three days pregnant. Do the math. Does this child line up with your timeline?"Stanley glanced at the pregnancy

Wendy froze, her eyes locking with Stanley's. "What did you say? Who's the baby's father?"Stanley smirked, his voice dripping with mockery. "Do I really need to tell you who the baby's father is? You should already know better than anyone. It's Samuel!"Wendy's heart skipped a beat. Though she hadn't wanted Stanley to find out about the baby, now that he had, she didn't want him to wrongly accuse the child of being anyone else's. "Stanley, listen carefully," she said, her voice unwavering. "This child is not Samuel's. It's yours!"She spoke those words with conviction.Stanley paused for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before he slowly began to laugh."Why are you laughing?" she demanded, her frustration rising. "I'm not joking. This baby really is yours. I—""Enough!" Stanley cut her off, his voice sharp as he reached out and firmly gripped her delicate chin. "How dare you say this child is mine when it's obviously Samuel's? What do you take me for? Do you

Wendy was furious, and her stomach started to ache once again.She gave herself a quick injection, hoping it would ease the pain, and decided to lie down and rest.Just then, a soft ringtone sounded. Someone was calling.It was Cecelia.Wendy quickly answered the phone. "Hello?"Cecelia's voice immediately came through, filled with panic. "Wendy, something's happened here."Wendy's heart skipped a beat. "What's going on?""I just got home from work, but suddenly a group of people barged into my house. I was so scared I had to hide in my room.""What? Who are these people? Did you call the police?""I already did, but they're looking everywhere for me. They keep saying that anyone who offends Mr. Hawk won't have a good ending."Stanley?Wendy gripped the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Stanley had just gone after Samuel, and now he was targeting her best friend? Stanley knew how much she cared for the people around her, yet he was pushing her like this."W

Wendy groggily regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open. A harsh white light immediately pierced her vision, making it nearly impossible to see.As a doctor, her first instinct told her exactly where she was. She was on an operating table.Lying on the cold, sterile surface, she could feel the presence of several doctors in white coats surrounding her.The sound of bottles being twisted open echoed in the room.The doctors were opening small vials of medicine, preparing large syringes to inject the contents. One of the doctors spoke, his tone clinical and detached, "Administer the anesthetic immediately, then begin the abortion procedure."Abortion procedure? The moment Wendy was attacked at Cecelia's place, she knew these people were after her—and specifically, after the baby inside her.She tried to move, but her body felt heavy and weak. The blow to the back of her neck had been excruciating, leaving her with no strength to fight back.One of the nurses asked, "Wh