Does Heartbreak Prescription Chapter 197 Have Spoilers?

The richest man in Hovendale, Stanley Hawk, had been in a vegetative state for three years. His wife, Wendy Crone, took care of him during that time. After he awakened, Wendy caught him cheating through a message on his phone. It turned out his first love had returned to the country. His friends, who once looked down on her, were now poking fun at her. “The swan has returned; it’s time to kick that ugly duckling to the curb.” It was then that Wendy realized Stanley never loved her. She was nothing but a joke to him. One night, Stanley received the divorce papers from Wendy. Her reason for wanting to get a divorce was due to his failing potency. Stanley went to confront her with a gloomy expression on his face, only to find that she had transformed into a gorgeous doctor in a long dress that glistened under the dazzling lights. Seeing him approach, Wendy smiled gracefully and asked, “Stanley, are you here for an andrology consultation?”

During rehearsal for the school arts gala, I got word from the school that I had been chosen to give the commencement speech as the outstanding graduate representative. Gideon immediately grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the grove behind campus to celebrate. The moment I stepped into the trees, strange floating messages appeared in front of my eyes. "Don't go in there. Gideon prepared sulfuric acid for you. He's planning to destroy your face so you'll lose your chance to speak on stage." "Three years ago, Gideon helped his childhood friend Lucy steal your identity and take your place as the long-lost daughter of the York family. Now he wants to ruin your face so you'll never have the chance to return to your real family." "After the attack, you'll endure countless reconstructive surgeries, only to be killed when the fake heiress switches your medication." "Meanwhile, Gideon marries the impostor, and together they seize the entire York family's fortune. Your parents end up homeless." "Go to the main stage right now. Let Mrs. York see you. This is your only chance to reclaim your identity." … Not far ahead, Gideon urged me to hurry. I looked at the messages hovering in front of me and stopped in my tracks, suddenly unsure of what to do.

Andien Wiratama and Kenan Prayoga were originally lovers until they decided to get married. However, the marriage did not bring happiness because Kenan's reason for marrying was not love but revenge. Kenan's grudge against Andien's father Wisnu Wiratama was so great that Andien decided to throw herself into the sea due to Kenan's insults and actions when their marriage was not yet 12 hours old. Is Kenan unable to forget his grudge against Wisnu Wiratama after he left Andien or did Andien let Kenan live in peace after knowing Wisnu committed suicide due to Kenan's trap?

"Do you think her highness went to talk to our king?" Cindy asked. "No way, that would be a mistake" Amore answered. "Why is that?" I asked curiously. They looked at each other for some minutes. "Girls we are all servants here," Miriam said trying to make them spill anything they know. "The king is busy preparing the wedding" Cindy answered in a whisper. "Oh yes preparing it on lady Grace" Amore answered with laughter. "Lady Grace?" Debby asked. "Yes, lady Grace the beautiful daughter of lord Ridder" Cindy answered. "You mean, he is having sex with her right now as we speak?. As in he sleeps with her?" I asked trying to understand what I thought I was hearing wrong. "The king sleeps with Almost half of the castle ladies, the king finds pleasure in all the women here, mostly the younger ones, but his best is lady Grace. I can bet you five tails of gold right now, when you go upstairs you will hear the screams, he can never get enough of lady Grace. Every time we walk by, we could hear their moans and groans, and at times when the king sits with lady Grace on his throne, he touches her almost everywhere, his not afraid to show everyone how much she means to him," Amore said. "Poor princess, she will be marrying a man who is in love with another, rumor has it that our king only agreed to marry the princess because of the ministers who advised him to do it, he wanted to wed lady Grace but the ministers couldn't agree on it," Cindy said as I sat down powrlessly. "It seems our princess is really unlucky" I whispered sadly. I truly was unlucky to be marrying such a horrible man.

Benjamin Shaw and I had been together for ten years, from dating to wedding. To everyone else, we were the perfect couple. However, on the day of our tenth anniversary, I got into a car accident. When Benjamin rushed to the hospital, his eyes were full of worry. "How could you be so careless? If anything happened to you… I wouldn't want to live either." I was just about to comfort him when two strange lines of text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Benjamin, this scumbag! Acting so loving while secretly cheating on Emma Jones behind her back!] [When will Emma finally realize he's already betrayed her?]

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I made a special trip to the salon to have my hair done. While settling the bill, I noticed an extra charge on my account. It was a coloring and perm package. Judging by the price, it was a package meant for waist-length hair. Mine had been cropped short for seven or eight years. I called my husband, Jason Moore. "Have you used my salon membership card recently?" There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before he laughed lightly, "Oh, I lent it to Quincy a few days ago." Quincy Hahn was his business partner, a fine arts student with long hair. She treasured her natural curls more than anything. She would never be willing to dye or perm it. More importantly, her elder sister was a major shareholder of this salon. Why would she ever need to use my card? I said nothing more and ended the call. Then, I headed straight to a location displayed on my phone. In the cafe, a long-haired lady was nestled in Jason's arms. Her freshly permed curls were soft and bouncy, framing her blushed face with certain demureness. Jason had always complained that my short hair made me look rough and manly. I lacked gentleness and charm. It seemed this long-haired lady suited his tastes perfectly.