The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 16

The next day, Celine sat on a wicker chat reading a book Inside the apartment Meanwhile, Robin was pacing angrily, cursing at the top of her lungs. “What’s wrong with that

Tid he get kicked in the head or something? He left his wife alone to take care of that bitch Carly! And that Carly–Ugh! Being a mistress is bad enough, but drugging herself?

hat’s just pathetic!”

Robin was privuinely furious. When she went to pick up Celine the previous night, she found her sitting on the ground, hugging her knees, When Celine raised her head, her face was streaked with tears, looking as forlorn as a stray cat abandoned by its owner.

Celine couldn’t help but laugh. Robin had been ranting about Adam and Carly since the night before, and her fighting spirit was truly impressive.

In truth, Celine had long learned how to heal herself even when falling apart.

She unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into her mouth. The sweetness spread, bringing a faint smile to her face. “Robin, take a break. We’ll deal with them soon enough and get retribution where it’s due.”

Robin understood what that meant–Celine was planning to teach them a lesson.Celine was tough, but it pained Robin to see her go through the agony of breaking herself down just to rebuild.

Just then, muffled sounds came from the storage room. Celine set down her book and said with a small smile, “Now, let’s start with Mr. Stone.”

had drugged Samson and had him brought

Samson was tied up. His hands and feet were bound with a cloth stuffed in

speak, Samson’s face twisted with anger. “Celine Tate! How dare you drug

act so high and mighty? You should be grateful I even considered sleeping with

rolled up her sleeves, ready to slap him across the tace, but

Samson as she looked down at him. “You

you? The medical prodigy, a’miracle worker! Someone like you

eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Since you claim to know Dr.

up with arrogance. “Thave her number in my phone. I can

nodded. “Go ahead Call

Samson stood, pulling his phone from

C’s number. He had sneaked into the hospital director’s office and

and learn. I’ll show you how powerful

proceeded to

phone rang, its melodic tone filling the room. Then, it was

immediately said ingratiatingly, “Hello, Dr. C? This is Samson Stone from Haven Hospital. I’ve admired you for so long. Would it be possible