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,

pale eyes

onto them, but they gave all their love to Carly. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough. Soon, a man

“Mrs. Alvarez is in her room. Follow

led the man toward Celine’s

voices and the approaching footsteps, Celine’s face drained of all color, turning paper–white. She hadn’t expected Adam to act so quickly, sending the man

was just

door. In an instant, Celine got up, opened the window, and climbed out. It was the second floor, but

grass below and felt a searing pain shooting through her ankle. Ignoring

It’s so late. Why aren’t you home?

Club 1996, Carly sat at the bar. Her pretty lace was flushed

greedily. He reached out and draped an arm around her delicate

you so

shoulder vanished. The hand that had been casually resting there was suddenly gripped by a large, well–defined hand and

echoed, and the man’s