The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow) novel Chapter 1172

Nathan opened his mouth, still trying to defend himself. "I…"

"Alright, Mr. Lowe," Wanda cut him off. "Explanations just make it look worse. You know exactly what you're thinking when it comes to Mrs. Lowe."

Nathan fell silent.

She wasn't wrong. Sometimes, he really couldn't help himself.

Just then, Ivy came downstairs. "Morning."

Nathan looked up.

Today, she was wearing a soft, pale yellow dress. Her long curls were loosely pinned up, and a pair of pearl earrings rested against her ears. She looked gentle and radiant.

Morning sunlight poured through the tall windows, wrapping around her as she stepped inside.

Nathan couldn't take his eyes off her.

But before he could keep staring, Wanda stepped directly in front of him.

"That's enough staring."

Nathan was speechless. Was he not even allowed to look at his own wife?

Ivy took a seat at the table. Wanda set a glass of milk beside her.

"Have some milk."

Ever since Ivy got pregnant, Nathan had the strong feeling his status in this house had dropped straight to the bottom.

Once the baby was born, it would probably sink even lower.

Ivy took a sip of milk.

She suddenly remembered the call from Edric. Roger's birthday party was coming up, and he wanted her to bring Nathan home with her.

The celebration was important. Nathan's presence mattered.

Ivy glanced at Nathan across the table. She wasn't sure how to bring it up.

The moment she asked, it would mean she was relying on him again. Would he even agree?

"Are you free tomorrow?" Ivy asked.

Nathan looked at her. "Tomorrow?"

"Yes. Do you have time?"

"Is something planned?"

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