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.

“Still gonna say you didn’t

instantly damped a

all artificial sweeteners. They’re bad

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

of creamy milk. He wasn’t sure if it was because the bubble tea had been artisanal or if she just naturally tasted that

Carly, with all her carefully crafted elegance, simply couldn’t match. Adam said nothing more. His gaze swept downward, lingering on her lips–shiny and soft

only kissed him out of desperation, a deeting attempt

thinking about kissing her

her–God, it was so captivating. His magnetic charm was

from under his arm and quickly retreating

moment she backed away, the ambiguous atmosphere between them

brushing off the moment as

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

haven’t given you

entered, balancing a stack of papers in his hands. “Mr. Alvarez,

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Adam took the stack and unceremoniously tossed it into Celine’s arms. “From now on,