The Heartbreak Prescription

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Although Wendy had a troubled childhood, she never lost the courage to love.

Whether it was Lilian or Stanley, she had always loved them passionately and actively. Loving someone didn't mean being humble or inferior, and it certainly didn't give anyone the right to mistreat her, especially when she didn't love

anymore.

She no longer loved Stanley.

Stanley studied her serene face with cold eyes, his lips twisting into a mocking smile. "You really don't love me anymore?"

"Yes-mmph!" Wendy started to answer, but before she could finish, he leaned down and forcefully pressed his lips to hers.

Her mind exploded, a rush of blankness filling her thoughts. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she realized he had unexpectedly

kissed her.

It wasn't their first kiss, but the last time in the shower, she had pulled him in and kissed him. Now, it was him kissing her.

Wendy immediately struggled, raising her hands to push him away. "Stanley, let me go!"

Stanley's strong, broad frame pressed her firmly against the wall as his kiss grew more intense, as if he was claiming and

conquering her. Quickly, he took advantage of her slightly parted lips to invade her mouth, sweeping through with possessive

force.

In an instant, his distinct scent overwhelmed Wendy, filling her senses. She found his clean and crisp scent intoxicating.

Wendy had never been close to any other man-she had no experience, practically untouched. Her body was sensitive, unfamiliar with such intimacy. The sensation of their lips and tongues entwining made her flush deeply. She felt like she was melting under

his kiss.

Her hand, which had been against his chest, slowly curled, clutching the fabric of his expensive shirt as her body softened, losing

strength.

Stanley noticed her weakening and caught her slender waist with his arm, holding her steady against his chest. He pulled away

from the kiss, releasing her lips.

Wendy's face was flushed bright red. "Why did you..."

Stanley's voice was deep and mocking as he taunted her, "Are you sure you don't love me? One kiss and you basically melt in my

arms."

With her like this, she had the nerve to mock his kissing skills? Look at how she was drenched in desire.

It was as if cold water had been splashed over Wendy, her previously flushed face now pale and red with humiliation. It dawned on her his kiss had been nothing but to humiliate her.

He hadn't even closed his eyes; he just watched her get lost and disoriented in the kiss with no empathy.

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Stanley found it amusing, his gaze lingering on the remnants of warmth in her eyes. "So sensitive, huh?"

A man his age knew everything, and in the prime of his life, he had no hesitation

in making her feel as small as possible.

Wendy felt mortified. He had truly humiliated her.

She hated him, but she hated herself even more because her body still responded

to him. Perhaps she still loved him-and that

was the very thing he mocked her for.

But Wendy wasn't the kind of person to be easily humiliated or controlled. If someone threw a punch, she'd throw it back without

hesitation.

She composed herself before leaning in, her small face inches from his

"Exactly. And if you can't satisfy me, I'll just find someone else. You've been hooking up with Jessica, so why can't I do the same?

Stanley, what are you so proud of? If Nathan kissed me, I'd be exactly the same."

She purposely emphasized Nathan's name, a sharp edge in her tone.

Sure enough, Stanley's face darkened. A cruel smirk appeared on his lips.

"Oh, how unfortunate for you. I should've recorded our little session earlier and shown it to Nathan to let him see who's playingnoveldrama

his part!"