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,

did years ago. Celine’s pale eyes filled with redness as

her mother or Adam, she had desperately tried to hold onto them, but they gave all their love to Carly. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough. Soon, a man arrived outside. He spoke to the housekeeper, Sola “Mr. Alvarez

“Mrs. Alvarez is in her room.

the man toward Celine’s

the approaching footsteps, Celine’s face drained of all color, turning paper–white. She

just so

got up, opened

pain shooting through her ankle. Ignoring her disheveled state, Celine

Robin’s voice came through, sharp and familiar, as she asked, “Hello? Celine? It’s so late. Why aren’t you home? Where the hell are you?”

pretty lace was flushed from the effects of the drug, making her even

been eyeing her greedily. He reached out and draped an arm

her phone. “Why are you so impatient? There are still five seconds left. He’ll definitely come. Five, four, three, two,

her shoulder vanished. The hand that had been casually

the man’s wrist fractured