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The Heartbreak Prescription Chapter 1105

The following morning…

As the golden rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, Nathan stirred from his slumber, his eyelids fluttering open to greet the day.

It took a moment for him to fully register his surroundings, but then he felt the weight of someone nestled against him—soft, warm, and carrying a hint of floral fragrance that lingered in the air. He glanced down, and there she was: Ivy, peacefully asleep, her head resting against his chest, her hair a tousled halo.

In an instant, the vivid memories of the previous night crashed over him like a tidal wave, bringing with it a mix of disbelief and a pang of regret.

So it wasn’t merely a figment of his imagination. They had truly shared a night together, entwined in a way he had never anticipated.

He struggled to recall the exact moment they had drifted off, but it felt as if dawn had been creeping in when their eyes finally closed. And now, Ivy remained blissfully unaware, lost in her dreams.

Nathan lay there for a few moments, utterly speechless, grappling with the reality of their so-called marriage. What did it mean now, after everything that had transpired?

Just then, Ivy stirred, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal the sleepy depths of her gaze.

He watched her, captivated. The usual cool demeanor that characterized her was absent, replaced by a soft, drowsy sweetness that made her look almost innocent, like a child just waking from a nap.

“Good morning,” he ventured softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Morning,” she replied, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, a gesture so mundane yet endearing.

“Morning,” he echoed, but he hesitated, the weight of their shared night lingering in the air. “So…”

Before he could continue, Ivy sat up, breaking the spell, and pulled away from him. “I should get up. I need to wash up,” she stated matter-of-factly, her tone leaving little room for discussion.

With that, she slipped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom, leaving Nathan in a state of bewilderment. Was that it? They weren’t going to address the elephant in the room?

Nathan blinked, his surprise morphing into confusion. After everything they had shared, she was treating it as if nothing had shifted between them.

Feeling a surge of determination, he tossed back the blanket and followed her.

Ivy stood at the sink, brushing her teeth with a focused expression, completely at ease. Nathan leaned casually against the doorframe, watching her reflection in the mirror, his mind racing.

“So… what do you think about last night?” he asked, trying to keep his tone light, though uncertainty laced his words.

Ivy calmly spat out the toothpaste, rinsed her mouth, and met his gaze in the mirror, her expression unreadable. “I don’t think anything of it.”

Nathan frowned, a knot of frustration tightening in his chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means,” she replied with a simplicity that baffled him, “last night was an accident. You can just pretend it never happened.”

His mind momentarily went blank, grappling with her dismissal. “But it really happened. We slept together.”

Ivy turned to face him, her cool demeanor returning. “We’re married, Nathan. It’s not a big deal.”

“Yeah, but it’s an arranged marriage,” he countered, desperation creeping into his voice.

“Exactly,” she said smoothly, as if she were explaining the weather. “So let’s just act like it never happened.”

Nathan was left speechless, grappling with the absurdity of her logic.

She stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. “I know what you’re thinking. But I’m saying we should keep things the way they were. Don’t let last night make things awkward between us.”

With that, she turned and headed back to the room, leaving him standing there, utterly flabbergasted. “You can use the bathroom now,” she called back, her tone dismissive yet oddly composed.

Nathan stood rooted to the spot, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and frustration.

Just then, a knock echoed through the door. noveldrama

“Mr. and Mrs. Lowe, are you awake?” Wanda’s cheerful voice rang out from the other side.

Ivy’s response was immediate. “We’re up. Come in.”

Wanda entered with a bright smile, her enthusiasm palpable. “Good morning!”

“Morning,” Ivy replied politely, her demeanor still cool despite the earlier chaos.

Wanda’s gaze flitted around the room, taking in the disheveled sheets and scattered clothes that told a story of their own.

Her grin widened, and she clapped her hands together in delight. “Congratulations! Mr. Lowe, your grandfather will be thrilled to hear the two of you finally spent the night together!”

Nathan, still in the bathroom, paused mid-motion, his hands frozen at the sink.

“Now, you two just keep it up! You’re young and healthy, which makes things easier. Let’s make sure your grandfather gets that great-grandchild soon!” Wanda continued, her voice bubbling with excitement.

Time seemed to freeze for Nathan as the weight of her words hit him like a freight train.

Suddenly, the reality of the situation crashed down on him: he hadn’t used any protection last night. Panic surged through him, leaving him momentarily breathless.