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,

Celine’s pale

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 sent me. I’m here for Mrs.

“Mrs. Alvarez is in

then led the man

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

just so

grew closer, stopping just outside her door. In an instant, Celine got up, opened the window, and climbed out. It was the second floor,

a searing pain shooting through her ankle. Ignoring her disheveled

late. Why aren’t you home? Where the hell are you?” Hearing Robin’s voler broke

pretty lace was flushed from the effects of

tall, handsome man beside her had been eyeing her greedily. He reached out and draped an arm around her delicate shoulder, “Gorgeous, the 30 minutes are

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

shoulder vanished. The hand that had been

crack echoed, and the