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.

intense gaze onto her. “Still gonna say you didn’t drink bubble

a

artificial

are handmade. It’s not as cheap or unhealthy as you think. Drinking one

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

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

desperation, a deeting attempt to

thinking about kissing her

His magnetic charm was

cooched down, slipping out from under his arm and quickly retreating a few steps, putting as much

away, the ambiguous atmosphere

straightened up, brushing off the moment as it regaining

If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back

haven’t given

a stack of papers in his hands. “Mr.

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now on, you’re going