The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 33

Adam stepped out of the bathroom wearing black silk pajamas, his short hair still damp and glistening with water.

The fresh scent of his shower and the faint mist clinging to him made him look younger and even more dashing than his usual polished, suited–up appearance.

Celine stole a few glances at him, unable to deny that he was truly gifted with striking looks.

Suddenly, a melodious ringtone broke the silence–Adam’s phone was ringing. He picked it up and answered.

“Mr. Almarez, Dr. Chas agreed to meet you tomorrow at Haven Hospital,” Leo informed him.

Adam’s expression remained indifferent. “Last time, Dr.Cshowed up only to leave mysteriously. Tomorrow, Tintend to see exactly who she is.”

Celine felt a chill run down her spine–this was had

It was clear that Adam hadn’t forgotten being stood up before, and he definitely didn’t take it lightly. She knew she’d be facing the consequences of his ine when he saw her in person the next day.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Adam suddenly tumed to her. “Aren’t you going to take a shower?“!

blurted,

as he hung up the call, finding

with a towel, he sat down to review some

soft voice called out from the bathroom. “Adam?

tone peculiar, as it

up and asked, standing at

Celine’s pitiful gaze. The strain from ber shower had

shirts? Celine

they prepare any pajamas for

to see. “If you’d like to see

was at a

to say–Mary must be behind this,

and grabbed one of his white shirts. “Don’t embarrass yourself. You don’t have what it takes to

tossed the oversized shirt over

the shirt off and glared at him with sparkling eyes. Then, she flung the lace lingerie at his face and said, “If I don’t have

Adam was left speechless,