The Divorce Prescription

The Divorce Prescription Chapter 136

Adam panted brivily, his weight pressing down entirely on celine.

Dammit His body seemed to remember ber

He hadn’t even touched Carly. Most men would crave a butle romance or passion at his age, but he’d always been indifferent to such things. It never felt like

neting he was missing.

he met Celine. Especially that stormy night when she helped him. That night, she let him taste something he’d never experienced before.

time he came into contact with her, that feeling resufaced, stirring him in ways he couldn’t control.

loosed on betalender neck, and celine sucked in big gulps of fresh air.

washer. She pressed her hands against his strong, chiseled chest, trying to shove him off. “Adam, let go of mel

Adam’s sharpieves glinted, catching a faint, erre tinge of red.

behind her, he lowered his intense gaze onto her. “Still gonna say you didn’t drink bubble tea?” He could already taste the sweet tevor lingering in her

instantly damped a hand over her

all artificial sweeteners. They’re

bubble teas are handmade. It’s not as cheap or unhealthy as you think. Drinking one tonight won’t rain Grandma’s health,” she cut him

sure if it was because

simply couldn’t match. Adam said nothing more. His gaze swept downward, lingering on her lips–shiny and soft from the

of desperation, a deeting attempt to escape his grasp. It hadn’t meant

thinking about

so captivating. His magnetic

from under his arm and quickly retreating a

ambiguous atmosphere between

the moment as it regaining

lectured me enough. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head

“I haven’t given you permission

at the door broke the silence, Leo entered, balancing a stack of papers in

Trst packets)

stack and unceremoniously tossed it into Celine’s arms. “From now on, you’re