The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 349

Wendy reminded Stanley that they were divorced now.

Stanley hadn’t forgotten, but his hands remained steady. “You’re running a fever. I’m just trying to warm you up.”

Wendy scoffed. “Warming me up doesn’t require this. Is this how you warm up other women too?”

“Other women don’t grab my collar and rip my buttons off like you do. You started this.”

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Her gaze flickered to his shirt–one button already missing, clearly her doing.

Wendy shoved against his chest. “Get off me!”

Stanley pinned her squirming hands against the mattress and kissed her cheek before she

could protest further.

He wasn’t stopping.

Wendy thrashed beneath him. “Stanley, we’re divorced! If you’re that desperate, go find Jessica! Though with your habit of juggling multiple women, you’d better get tested regularly–wouldn’t want to catch something nasty.”

Stanley laughed, though enraged. That sharp, familiar wit of hers hadn’t changed at all.

He gripped her chin. “I’ve never touched Jessica.”

What? He’d never touched Jessica?

Wendy froze.

They had been together for years. How was that possible?

Seizing her distraction, Stanley captured her mouth in a searing kiss. His lips moved with rough determination, invading her senses like a thief. Wendy fought harder, but her icy

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limbs were already warming, pale skin flushing pink with frustration.

“Stanley, there’s no condom!”

His gaze burned into her. “It’s your safe period. Your cycle is due any day.”

“We still can’t!”

“Why?”

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“Weren’t you the one who said unprotected sex costs extra? Why should I give you the premium experience?”

Stanley paused, then smirked. “You should’ve asked whether I’m giving you a choice.”

Wendy opened her mouth–only for his lips to silence her again.

Dazed, she clung to one coherent thought: Her cycle was like clockwork. It would arrive any

moment now.

Wendy woke to insistent knocking. Morning light filtered through the curtains.

After the sweaty ordeal last night, her fever had broken, leaving her body spent but healed.

Now she lay curled against Stanley’s chest, his arms locked around her waist from behind.

Neither had stirred until…

Knock. Knock.

The knocking continued.

Wendy shifted, while Stanley opened his eyes, fully awake.

“Someone’s at the door,” she whispered.

She tried to rise, but he gripped her soft waist firmly, stopping her. “Who is it?”

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Fiona’s voice chirped through the wood. “Are you up, Stan? It’s me.”

Stan?