All Chapters of The Heartbreak Prescription: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Wendy made her way backstage. She had asked Cyril to clear the area, so she was alone in the room.She sat in front of the vanity, her long, jet-black hair tied up in a low ponytail, exposing her delicate, swan-like neck. She then applied a light touch of makeup, adding a layer of lipstick. She rarely wore makeup—her face, naturally fair and youthful, already had an angelic look. Now, with just a hint of makeup, her beauty became even more striking.Outside, she could hear Cyril's voice. "Good morning, everyone."Wendy stood up and reached out to lift the corner of the stage curtain. The massive lecture hall was packed, with rows upon rows of people filling the whole place. This highly anticipated event was standing room only. The sound of camera shutters clicking echoed through the room. Cyril stood at the podium, speaking into the microphone. "We've gathered here today for..."The crowd cheered in unison, "Dr. Ceylan!"Cyril smiled and nodded. "That's right. It is our grea

Wendy was truly terrified now. Anyone would react with fear when faced with physical assault, and she was no exception. "Let go of me! Get away from me! Ah!" Wendy struggled to escape, but just then, the door to the room was kicked open with a loud bang. Stanley had arrived. He walked in quickly, grabbing Paul by the collar and yanking him off Wendy. Without a second thought, he threw a solid punch right into Paul's face. Paul crashed to the floor, but Stanley wasn't done. He gave Paul a second punch, followed by a third... Paul's face was soon covered in blood. Wendy sat up, calling out his name. "Stanley... Stanley..." Stanley left Paul lying on the ground and rushed to Wendy's side. She was trembling, clearly shaken. Stanley's eyes scanned her, and the sight nearly stopped his heart. There was a red, swollen handprint on her cheek from where Paul had slapped her. Her skirt had been pushed up so high that her pale thighs were exposed, marked with red bruise

Stanley stood tall by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his long legs and imposing figure casting a shadow in the room. His cold, dark eyes seemed as if they were pools of ink—deep, distant, and dangerous. "Do you think this can be solved with just an apology? You should leave." Ursula's eyes filled with tears, and she begged, her voice trembling, "Stanley, please, I'm begging you! When you were a child, we used to hold you. Paul's our only child, so please let him go. I swear we will discipline him properly from now on." Stanley didn't flinch. His voice was cold as he gave the order. "Zayn, show them out." Zayn immediately gestured toward the door, his voice polite but firm. "Mr. and Mrs. Andrews, please follow me." Frank's face turned red with anger. "Stanley, are you really going to be this heartless? Just because of a girl like Wendy? I've done my research—Wendy's just some country girl with poor grades! Is she worth it? You're willing to tear apart the relationship betwe

Jessica clicked her heels in her crystal-clear stilettos and walked into the study.Wendy was left standing alone, frozen in place."I feel sorry for you because no one loves you."Jessica's words echoed in her ears over and over again.Wendy knew Jessica looked down on her. To Jessica, she was just some quiet onlooker, hiding in the shadows, coveting what Jessica had, her mother and Stanley. And Wendy had nothing— no one loved her.Jessica felt sorry for her.Wendy's chest ached as if a thousand needles were piercing her heart. The pain stretched deep inside her, reaching her core. It was so bitterly ironic. Jessica's mother and Stanley—they had all once been hers!Wendy's gaze lingered on the study door ahead. If Jessica spoke to him, would Stanley really release Paul?Jessica had told her to listen outside, but at this moment, Wendy had lost all her courage.She couldn't bear to hear it.Her heart, once warm, now felt like it was slowly freezing over. She realized she shou

In the girls' dormitory…"Ouch... It hurts... Halsey, please be gentle..."Wendy had returned to the dorm after leaving Saville Villa, and Halsey was carefully applying an ice pack to her face.Hearing Wendy cry in pain, Halsey cursed under her breath. "Paul is an animal! How could he do this to you? Where is he now? Wait a minute, Wendy—why did you come back alone?"When Halsey opened the door to the dorm, she was shocked to see Wendy walking in with a swollen red handprint across her face. Wendy's arms and legs were also marked with bruises and red imprints—clear signs of abuse.It was late, and Wendy had returned alone, her body covered in injuries. Halsey's heart ached for her.Where was Paul now?Earlier, Jessica had gone to see Stanley, so Paul was probably released by now.Wendy trembled slightly and, without a word, wrapped her arms around Halsey's warm body. "Halsey, my face hurts. I don't want to talk right now.""Okay, okay," Halsey replied quickly, "I'll stop askin