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The Heartbreak Prescription Chapter 1118

Nathan’s lips glided along Ivy’s neck, leaving a trail of tender, scattered kisses that sent shivers down her spine.

It was evident; he was slightly addicted to her.

This sort of intimacy was perilous. Once you ventured into this territory, it was nearly impossible to pull back.

Ivy could feel the heat of his growing desire radiating from his body, their forms pressed together in a way that felt both exhilarating and dangerous. As she shifted, her heart raced, and she whispered, “What are you doing?”

Nathan smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. “What do you think I’m doing?”

He captured her chin gently with his fingers, leaning in closer, his breath warm against her skin as he aimed to kiss her.

But just before their lips could meet, Ivy instinctively raised her hand, halting him. “No.”

Nathan halted, his expression turning into one of confusion. “Why not?”

Ivy took a deep breath, her heart pounding as she replied, “It’s daytime. And your assistant is right outside!”

With urgency, she pushed him away, feeling the weight of reality crash back in. “I’m going to be late. I have to go.”

Nathan stood there, watching her rush around the room, utterly speechless.

The contrast between the daytime Ivy and the nighttime Ivy was stark and bewildering.

By day, she transformed into someone cool, calm, and distant, as if he were merely a stranger.

But when night fell, she clung to him with fervor, confessing her feelings, igniting a fire within him that consumed everything in its path.

Ivy hurriedly finished getting ready, her mind racing as she opened the door.

Outside, Baxter greeted her with a respectful nod. “Good morning, Mrs. Lowe.”

“Morning,” Ivy replied, her voice breathless as she dashed down the stairs.

Wanda called after her, concern lacing her tone, “Mrs. Lowe, at least eat some breakfast first!”

“I can’t. I’m late already. Sorry!” Ivy’s figure disappeared down the staircase, leaving Wanda with a sigh.

“No matter how busy she is, she still needs breakfast…” Wanda muttered, shaking her head.

Nathan emerged from the bedroom, impeccably dressed, and Baxter followed closely behind. “Mr. Lowe, I’ve already informed the team to delay the morning meeting by half an hour.”

Nathan nodded, his mind already shifting to the tasks ahead. “Alright. Let’s head to the office.”

Wanda watched them leave, exasperated. “Mr. Lowe, you too? Why aren’t either of you eating?”

As Nathan arrived at Lowe Group, his morning was a whirlwind of back-to-back meetings and urgent phone calls. Before he realized it, noon had crept up on him.

Baxter approached him, a clipboard in hand. “Mr. Lowe, I’ve asked the kitchen to bring up your lunch.”

Nathan nodded, his mind still racing with the day’s agenda. He pulled out his phone, opening WhatsApp, anticipation bubbling within him.

The chat was empty. Ivy hadn’t reached out since that morning.

He felt a pang of surprise; why hadn’t she contacted him?

Technically, they had never exchanged texts before, but after their night together, he had expected things to change.

They had shared an intimate moment, and she had boldly confessed her feelings, even stating that if she couldn’t have his heart, she would settle for his body.

Yet, here he was, wondering why the woman who professed her love hadn’t sent him a single message.

What kind of woman wouldn’t text the man she desired?

Nathan frowned, his thoughts swirling with uncertainty.

Just then, Baxter re-entered the room, breaking through his reverie. “Mr. Lowe, you have a dinner engagement tonight and may return late. Would you like me to inform Mrs. Lowe?”

Nathan shook his head, a sense of stubborn pride swelling within him. “No need.”

If Ivy truly cared, he thought, she would ask him herself.

That evening, Nathan found himself at a bar for a business dinner with his partner, Abbott Cross.

Abbott’s laughter boomed over the ambient noise. “Mr. Lowe! What an honor. I heard you rarely come to places like this.”

Nathan offered a polite smile, though the nightlife was far from his preference.

Abbott couldn’t resist probing further. “Why did you come alone? No date tonight?”

Around them, several executives mingled with their dates, some even flaunting a woman on each arm.

Nathan, standing solitary, felt completely out of place amidst the revelry.

Abbott chuckled, his eyes scanning the room. “There are plenty of beautiful women in this bar. How about I call someone over to keep you company?”