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The Heartbreak Prescription Chapter 1109

Nathan was taken aback by the unexpected sight of Ivy standing there. It was a moment he never anticipated.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice tinged with surprise as he took a step closer, trying to gauge her mood.

Ivy raised her hand, revealing a collection of design sketches that fluttered slightly in the breeze. “I was working,” she explained, her voice steady yet light. “I stepped out for some fresh air and, as fate would have it, I happened to run into you.”

Her gaze flitted over to Stanley and Wendy, curiosity dancing in her eyes. “Aren’t you going to introduce your friends?” she prompted, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

Nathan nodded, eager to bridge the connection. “This is my buddy, Stanley Hawk, and this lovely lady is my good friend, Wendy Crone.”

Ivy offered a polite smile to Stanley, her demeanor warm yet professional. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Hawk,” she said, her voice smooth and inviting. Then, turning her attention to Wendy, she added, “Dr. Crone, I’ve heard so many wonderful things about you. It’s truly a pleasure to finally put a face to the name.”

In that moment, the air seemed to shimmer with an unspoken recognition of mutual admiration. Wendy felt an instant affinity for Ivy, sensing a kindred spirit in her, while Ivy, in turn, appreciated Wendy’s presence and poise.

Wendy returned the smile, her eyes sparkling with friendliness. “Hello, Mrs. Lowe.”

“Hi, Ivy! I’m Bella!” chimed in Bella, her voice sweet and cheerful, as she bounced on her heels.

Nathan couldn’t help but chuckle at the contrast in Bella’s greeting. “Bella, why do you sound so much more cheerful saying hi to Ivy than when you greeted me? Seems a tad unfair, don’t you think?”

Bella giggled, her laughter ringing like a bell. “Ivy is just too pretty. Don’t be jealous!”

With a resigned laugh, Nathan threw up his hands in mock defeat. “Alright, I give up! As long as you’re happy, that’s what matters.”

Wendy, sensing the moment’s lightness, suggested warmly, “Mrs. Lowe, since we’ve crossed paths today, why don’t we all have dinner together?”

Stanley chimed in enthusiastically, “Dinner’s on me!” His generosity was met with nods of approval from the group.

Ivy glanced at Nathan, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’ve got time. What about you?”

Nathan nodded, a smile spreading across his face. “Absolutely! Let’s go.”

The five of them made their way to a nearby restaurant, the anticipation of good food and conversation filling the air. They settled into a cozy window seat, the sunlight casting a warm glow on their faces. Stanley, Wendy, and Bella nestled together on one side, while Nathan and Ivy faced them across the table.

Wendy initiated the conversation, her curiosity piqued. “Mrs. Lowe, are you a designer?”

Ivy nodded enthusiastically, her passion evident. “Yes! Design runs deep in my family. The Quinn family has always had a hand in the arts. I’ve been immersed in this world since I was a child.”

Nathan observed her, his brow slightly furrowed. “You don’t have to push yourself so hard, you know,” he said, concern creeping into his tone.

Ivy’s reputation as a workaholic was well-known, often burning the midnight oil long after others had turned in for the night.

She stole a glance at Nathan, a flicker of envy crossing her mind. He was the golden child, the only son and heir of the Lowe family, shielded from the harsh realities of survival and competition.

She, on the other hand, had to forge her own path, tirelessly working to carve out her place in the world.

Stanley chuckled, breaking the tension. “Sounds like he’s saying he can afford to provide for you.”

Ivy smiled faintly, her resolve unwavering. “I’d rather stand on my own two feet. I don’t like relying on anyone else,” she replied, her voice firm yet gentle.

Wendy nodded in agreement, a spark of camaraderie igniting between them. “Same here. A woman with her own career is truly remarkable.”

The two women exchanged a look of mutual respect, their smiles radiating genuine appreciation for each other’s ambitions.

Nathan watched in astonishment, surprised by how quickly Ivy and Wendy had connected. It was as if they were old friends reuniting after years apart.

Leaning closer, he whispered, “You’ve surprised me.”

Ivy raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes. “How so? Because I get along with Dr. Crone? Honestly, I’m aware of everything.”

Nathan blinked, caught off guard. “Know what?”

Ivy’s smile turned teasing, her confidence shining through. “I know you have feelings for her. But so what? Exceptional women attract admiration from many men, myself included. Do you really think women should compete for men? You’re seriously underestimating us.”

Nathan couldn’t help but laugh, his heart swelling with affection for Ivy. She was truly one of a kind—sharp, confident, and unafraid to voice her opinions.

Just then, the waiter arrived, setting down their food with a flourish.

“Let’s eat,” Stanley declared, lifting his fork with enthusiasm.

They all dove into their meals, laughter and chatter filling the air around them.

However, just as they were settling into their dinner, a familiar voice cut through the noise.

“Ivy?”

Ivy looked up, her heart skipping a beat as she froze in place.

There stood Kate Quinn, her half-sister, the daughter of their father’s mistress—the one who had always held his attention.

Ivy had never imagined she would run into Kate here in the Capital, of all places.

With a bright smile, Kate approached, her demeanor cheerful yet slightly unsettling. “Hey, Ivy.”

Despite being married to Ivy for five years, Nathan had never had the chance to meet Kate before, and the atmosphere suddenly shifted, thick with unspoken tension.