Chapter 22

At this moment, Celine lay beneath Adam. Her long, jet–black hair spilled like a waterfall across the bright red sheets of their marital bed, which had been personally arranged by Adam’s grandmother. The crimson fabric highlighted her fair, luminous skin, creating a sensual scene.

He began imagining if she were lying Wire this under another man, she’d…

Adam clenched his fist tightly. He wanted to explain that he had sent an antidote to her last night, not a man. But the words were stuck in his throat.

Celine looked up at him and said coldly. “Get off.”

However, Adam didn’t budge.

Celine began to struggle. The thought of him bringing Carly to Westwood Villa last night made her recoll at any physical contact with him. “Adam, get off me! You were already with Carly last night! Gosh, did you even clean yourself after?”

Adam didn’t answer. His hands pinned both of hers to the bed, and his voice dropped to a stern warning “celine, stop moving!”

no intention of listening. She only

defiance reminded Adam of her teasing from the night before, when she clung to him,

וד

She froze, her wide eyes staring at him

releasing

up as well.

just because I spent last night with Carly and not with you? What are you thinking? Did you

deeply. So the feeling she thought she noticed earlier was just her own delusion. There

retorted, “If that’s the case, then don’t concern yourself with the type of men choose to

Adam’s face darkened. “You!”

when you’re ready to finalize the divorce. Until

thin lips. “Oh, and maybe work on

tumed and

breaths. A storm of unexplainable anger

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