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,

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

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

in her

the man toward

drained of all color, turning paper–white. She hadn’t expected Adam to act so quickly,

was just

up, opened the

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

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,

sat at the bar. Her pretty lace was flushed

tall, handsome man beside her had been eyeing her greedily. He reached out and draped an arm around

on her phone. “Why are you so impatient? There are still five seconds left. He’ll

that had been casually resting there was suddenly gripped by a large, well–defined hand

crack echoed, and the