The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 738 Chapter 738

Stanley wanted nothing more than to pull Wendy and Bella close, bolding them both tenderly against his chest.

With the possibility that Bella might be his daughter, a thrilling wave of excitement rushed through him, making his heart race.

Stanley stepped forward. "Bella..."

Bella turned toward him and immediately threw herself into his arms. "Mr. Handsome!"

Stanley kissed her gently on the forehead. "Come give me a big hu"

He wrapped Bella in his strong arms, then quietly plucked a single strand of her hair.

Bella giggled happily.

Just then, Wendy came back into the room. "Bella..."

Bella's eyes lit up. "Mommy, you're back!"

"What have you been up to at home?" Wendy asked softly.

Angela quickly picked up Bella's drawing. "She drew this. She wants Stanley to be

her daddy, and she says she wants the three of you to stay together forever."

Wendy stared at the picture, momentarily stunned. Then, she looked up at Stanley.

Stanley smiled gently. "Bella, I'd love to be your daddy, but that's something you'll have to ask your mommy about. What do you say, Wendy? Should I be Bella's daddy?"

Bella glanced at Wendy eagerly. "Mommy, I want Mr. Handsome to be my daddy. Can he?"

Wendy hesitated before saying, "That's a complicated issue. Let's not talk about this now, okay?"

"But-" Bella started to protest.

Angela cut in with a laugh. "Let's eat first. Wendy, why don't you wash up first?"noveldrama

"Okay," Wendy agreed, heading to the sink.

Angela took Bella from Stanley's arms and looked at him with a smirk. "Looks like you've got a long way to go if you want to win your wife back. Good luck."

Stanley didn't say anything. He stared at the single strand of Bella's hair in his hand. If Bella was truly his daughter, then Wendy belonged to him as well.

At that moment, Zayn approached. "Mr. Hawk."

Stanley handed the hair to him. "Get the test done and make sure it's airtight. I don't want anyone tampering with... I want the results by tonight."

"Understood," Zayn said with a nod before leaving the room.

Wendy was washing her hands in the bathroom. After turning off the faucet, she spun around and suddenly found herself wrapped in a broad, warm embrace.

It was Stanley. He had come up behind her without making a sound

Wendy trembled. "What are you doing standing behind me like that? You startled me!"

She tried to pull away. When she moved left, Stanley moved left. When she moved right, Stanley moved right.

His tall, strong frame blocked every path she tried to take.

Her clear eyes locked onto Stanley's handsome face. "You're blocking my way."

Stanley leaned closer, placing both hands firmly on the sink to trap her in his arms. He smiled and said, "Yep. What are you gonna do about it?" Wendy was silent.

She raised her hands and pressed them against his chest, trying to push him away. "Please move."

Stanley didn't budge. Instead, he lowered his head closer to her beautiful face and whispered with a mischievous grin, "Kiss me, and I'll let you go." What? Kiss him?

Wendy laughed at his boldness and refused immediately. "No!"

Stanley caught her small chin between his fingers. "You don't want to, but I do." Then he bent down and kissed her soft, rosy lips.

"Mmph!"