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,

ago. Celine’s pale eyes filled with redness as

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

is in her room. Follow

the man toward Celine’s

paper–white. She hadn’t expected Adam to act

was just

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

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

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

bar. Her pretty lace was flushed from the effects of the drug,

her greedily. He reached out and draped an arm around her delicate shoulder, “Gorgeous, the 30 minutes are almost

fixed on the countdown timer on her phone. “Why are you so

the weight on her shoulder vanished. The hand that had been casually resting

the man’s