The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 163

Stanley opened his social media app and saw the latest post Nathan had shared.

It was a photo taken at Clavendale University's sports stadium. The people were out of view, but their shadows were visible. One shadow was delicate and graceful, the other handsome and striking—obviously Wendy and Nathan.

Nathan had captioned it, [The best birthday gift.]

The post immediately attracted attention, and the wealthy heirs couldn't help but comment.

[Nathan, it's your birthday today. Why are you still outside?]

[Why are you two hanging out on campus? The presidential suite is already waiting for you!]

[You guys don't get it! Nathan's staying in the girls' dorm tonight.]

[Dating a college girl—now that's exciting.]

Stanley read through the comments, his throat tightening. His mind wandered back to Wendy's dorm, to the little bed with the heart-shaped prints—he had slept there not long ago. He and Wendy had shared that bed.

Would Nathan be sleeping there tonight, too?

Stanley lowered his gaze, deep in thought. Both he and Nathan were like untouchable high-value men to the women of Hovendale, yet now they had both shared her bed. It was hard not to admire Wendy's methods.

Just then, Zayn entered the room. He immediately noticed the cold expression on Stanley's face, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Hawk, are you upset because of Mrs. Hawk and Mr. Lowe?"

Stanley tugged at his shirt collar but didn't respond.

"Mr. Hawk, I don't think you should be bothered. You've always liked Ms. Jessica, so who Mrs. Hawk is with shouldn't concern you. Didn't you support Mr. Lowe pursuing her before? Now that he's really with her, you seem upset—"

Zayn was cut off as Stanley lifted his sharp gaze to meet his.

Zayn immediately dropped the file he was holding. "I'll leave now, Mr. Hawk."

He rushed out the door, afraid of the icy look Stanley had given him.

Two simple, commanding words—he was telling her to come out.

Wendy quickly typed a reply, [I'm on campus.]

[Look up.]

Wendy's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes. Outside the school gate, she immediately saw a black Rolls-Royce Phantom—Stanley's car.

He had actually driven to her school!

The sleek, all-black luxury car gleamed under the streetlights, quietly standing there like a king of the night. It had already caught the attention of passing female students, who couldn't help but look back.

At college, it wasn't unusual to see rich heirs parking their luxury cars outside at night, but a Rolls-Royce? That definitely got the girls' hearts racing.

It wasn't just the car—the dazzling vanity plates were rare even in Hovendale.