Chapter summary of Chapter 1094 – The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow) by GoodNovel
In Chapter 1094, a key chapter of the acclaimed billionaire novel The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow) by GoodNovel, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow).
**Chapter 1094**
“Well, it looks like you’re officially a married man now,” Stanley remarked, a hint of seriousness in his tone as he turned to Nathan. “You should really keep your distance from Wendy.”
Nathan let out a deep, weary sigh, the weight of the comment settling heavily on his shoulders. In truth, he had come to terms with the fact five years ago that he and Wendy were never meant to be more than friends. The thought had lingered in his mind like a bittersweet memory, one that he had learned to accept.
He met Stanley’s gaze, searching for some glimmer of hope. “So, is there still no way to break this Heartchain Curse of yours?” he asked, his voice tinged with concern.
Stanley shook his head slowly, his expression grave. “Not yet. I’m still working on it,” he replied, a note of frustration creeping into his voice.
Nathan nodded, determination settling in. “Alright then. Until you find a solution, I’ll step in and look out for Wendy. She deserves that much.”
Stanley shot him a sharp, piercing look, his eyes narrowing. The tension in the air thickened, and Nathan could feel the weight of Stanley’s disapproval.
With a light chuckle, Nathan tried to diffuse the situation. “Come on, relax! I meant it in a friendly way. Look at you, getting all jealous again,” he teased, hoping to lighten the mood.
“Wendy has plenty of friends,” Stanley replied flatly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “She doesn’t need you.”
The conversation fell into an uncomfortable silence, the air heavy with unspoken words.
After a moment, Stanley stood up abruptly. “I need to make a call,” he announced, leaving the room without another word.
Nathan watched him go, glancing around the lavish private dining room adorned with elegant decor. It was a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing in his mind. With a resigned sigh, he poured himself a cup of tea, deciding that for now, that was all he could do.
Outside, Stanley was indeed making a call. He retrieved his phone and dialed a familiar number, his heart racing with anticipation.
A voice he recognized instantly answered. “Stanley, what a surprise! You finally remembered to call me,” the voice chimed, warm and welcoming.
The Lowe and Hawk families had shared a bond that spanned generations. Nathan’s grandfather, Keith Lowe, had practically watched Stanley grow up, forming a connection that felt almost familial.
With a slight smile, Stanley replied, “Nathan came back today. We’re having dinner together right now.”
“That rascal finally returned home? Did he bring Ivy with him?” Keith’s excitement was palpable, his fondness for his granddaughter-in-law evident in his tone.
Stanley shook his head, a hint of disappointment creeping in. “No, he came back alone.”
“Nathan and I are just friends,” Wendy interrupted quickly, her tone firm. “Don’t twist it into something else.”
He pinched her cheek gently, a teasing gesture meant to lighten the mood. “I totally trust you two,” he said, a playful glint in his eyes.
Wendy frowned, her expression turning serious. “Then why did you follow me here? Didn’t your Heartchain Curse act up again?”
As she spoke, she instinctively reached for his wrist, concern etched on her face.
“Let me check your pulse,” she insisted, her doctor instincts kicking in. As she focused on taking his pulse, her brow furrowed deeper. “Did you take painkillers again?”
Stanley sighed internally, knowing he couldn’t hide anything from her. After all, Wendy was a doctor, and she had a knack for seeing through his facade. He ran his fingers through her hair, his voice softening. “I’m fine, really.”
Wendy pushed his hand away gently, her concern palpable. “Fine? Those painkillers are dangerous! They can do serious damage to your body!”
Her words hung in the air, a reminder of the delicate balance between care and concern, and he couldn’t help but feel grateful for her unwavering support.

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