All Chapters of The Heartbreak Prescription: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

'A blind date?'Stanley's aura turned icy in an instant. He raised a hand to undo the top button of his shirt, his jaw tightening.Ding, ding, ding!Cecelia had sent several consecutive WhatsApp messages, accompanied by voice notes that began playing automatically. Her voice filled the room."Wendy, check out this guy—eight-pack abs, a gym enthusiast. Do you like him? You could rest your head on his abs at night!"And this one—adorable, obedient, and shy. He looks like he'd be so much fun!"Oh, and this one, the gold-rimmed-glasses business elite—cold and aloof, a total dreamboat! Should we ask him to get on his knees and sing a song for you?"Wendy, all these men are your personal harem. Pick whoever you like!"Stanley's lips pressed into a thin, grim line. He truly hadn't realized that Wendy had an entire lineup of potential suitors vying for her attention.Wendy picked up her phone and casually sent a voice message back. "Got it, I'll be there soon."When she turned around

Stanley pinched the bridge of his nose, realizing that he had forgotten.Nathan Lowe had returned to the country.The Hawk and Lowe families had long been the top aristocratic families in Hovendale, and they were also close friends. He and Nathan had grown up together and were good friends.Nathan was back in the country today, and now Jessica, Benny, and Sienna were all at 1996 Bar.Sienna's cheerful voice rang out, "Stanley, hurry up and come!"Sienna liked Nathan. Her dream was to marry him, but Nathan was very selective, and it was hard for any woman to catch his eye."I'll be there soon," Stanley said, standing.Honestly, Wendy going out to find a man had nothing to do with him. Why should he be angry?A small-town girl, who had nothing else to do besides playing with men, was indeed shallow. She couldn't compare to Jessica.Let her play. It didn't matter who she played with!-That night, a Ferrari sports car roared as it sped down the road.Cecelia, who sat in the pa

Stanley lowered his gaze to the photo, and his deep, cold eyes narrowed sharply. He recognized this Ferrari.Looking at Nathan, Stanley asked, "Was the woman driving this car?"Nathan nodded. "Yeah, she even shook me off. She's quite interesting."Stanley, if he recalled correctly, had given Wendy this Ferrari. In addition to a huge check, he had also given her some cars and houses. At that time, Zayn had told him that she had only chosen a Ferrari. He had found it strange—why would she drive a sports car?Stanley knew about Nathan's driving skills. In fact, they occasionally raced cars together. But Wendy was from the countryside—how could she have driven a sports car and even shaken off Nathan?Just then, Zayn walked over. "Sir."Stanley stood up. "I'll step out for a moment."Stanley left the luxurious booth and stood in a dim corner. Zayn whispered, "Sir, Mrs. Hawk called earlier. She went out tonight in the Ferrari. It seems like she raced someone on the road, and the car c

Nathan immediately recognized Wendy.Jessica hadn't expected Wendy to be on the dance floor, especially not dancing so provocatively. Wendy's graceful figure swayed with the music, her movements so relaxed and natural that her body effortlessly formed a seductive curve. Her hips swayed provocatively, reminiscent of the famous hip thrusts seen in pop girl groups.As a dancer herself, Jessica couldn't help but admit that Wendy danced better than her. Wendy was more precise, more alluring, and, if she were honest, more seductive.The men in 1996 Bar couldn't take their eyes off Wendy, some even whistling and shouting in admiration. The room was buzzing with excitement, and the men's gazes spoke volumes.Jessica clenched her jaw. Could this country bumpkin dance too? She, the lead dancer of a ballet troupe, was now being outshined effortlessly by Wendy, who seemed to be stealing the spotlight with little effort.Why was it always her?At that moment, Jessica felt a shift at her waist

"Ahhh!"Jessica's scream made Stanley slam the brakes, bringing the Rolls-Royce to a sudden halt.Jessica gasped for breath, terrified out of her wits. "Stanley, why were you driving so fast?"Stanley's face remained cold and dark. He glanced up, noticing that the Lamborghini, which had nearly caught up with them, had already zoomed past while he was stopping.Stanley pressed his lips together. "Are you hurt?"Jessica shook her head. "I'm fine."She then muttered, "I can't believe Wendy's caught Nathan's eye. Did you see how she was dancing in the club? I mean, she grew up in the countryside, dropped out of school at 16, and learned all these tricks to seduce men. She's completely lost herself—so shameless, so self-destructive!"Stanley's gaze grew cold as the image of Wendy's soft, seductive movements in the club flashed through his mind. Jessica wasn't wrong—Wendy had indeed learned all those seductive techniques. Even Nathan, who was usually so hard to impress, had been capti