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,

years ago. Celine’s pale eyes filled with redness as tears threatened to spill. Once again, she was

to Carly. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough. Soon, a man

“Mrs. Alvarez is in her room.

then led the man toward

footsteps, Celine’s face drained of all color, turning paper–white. She hadn’t expected Adam

just so

door. In an instant, Celine got up, opened the window, and climbed

on the grass below and felt a searing pain shooting through her ankle. Ignoring her disheveled state, Celine pulled out

through, sharp and familiar, as she asked, “Hello? Celine? It’s so late. Why aren’t you home? Where the hell are you?” Hearing Robin’s voler broke the dam. Bitter and scorching tears fell from Celine’s eyes,

was flushed

and draped an arm around her delicate shoulder, “Gorgeous, the

you so impatient? There are still five seconds left. He’ll definitely come. Five, four,

vanished. The hand that had been casually

the