The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 13

Celine’s ears buzzed. Did Adam actually say he would find her a man, even two?

He had already made his choice. He had chosen Carly without hesitation,

It felt like a sharp blade plunged deep into Celine’s heart, badsting and Bearing her apart until she was left raw and bleeding.

Her lips trembled as she struggled to find her voice. “Adam, I’m still your wife..”

Adam, now dressed in a clean black shirt and tailored trousers, had shed the earlier chaos of passion. He stood before her, composed and indifferent, excuding his usual cold elegance. He handed her something.

“This is for you,” he said.

Celine looked down. It was a check with an eight–figure sum. His cold, magnetic voice continued above her, “Celine, this is your divorce settlement. Let’s end this.” Adam placed the check on the bathroom counter, tamed, and strode out of the room,

was going to Carly, just like her mother did years ago. Celine’s pale eyes

hard she tried, it was never enough.

“Mrs. Alvarez is in her room. Follow

then led the man toward

paper–white. She hadn’t expected Adam to act so quickly, sending the man he promised

just

up, opened the window, and climbed out.

and felt a searing pain shooting through her ankle. Ignoring

late. Why aren’t you home? Where the hell are you?” Hearing Robin’s voler broke the dam. Bitter and scorching tears fell from

sat at the bar. Her pretty lace was flushed from

greedily. He reached out and draped an arm around her delicate shoulder, “Gorgeous, the 30 minutes are almost up. Your boyfriend isn’t

phone. “Why are you so impatient? There are

down, the weight on her shoulder vanished. The hand that had been casually

echoed, and the man’s wrist