The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 181

Dressed in a black silk pajama set, Adam stood on the balcony with a cigarette resting between his slender fingers.

The swirling smoke obscured his expression, but his tightly furrowed brows hinted at his inner turmoil. He was smoking fast, the ashes falling in angry clumps, carrying specks of crimson sparks to the ground

He thought he was losing his mind.

There was actually nothing wrong with the Terrestrial Suite. He had instructed the resort villa manager to make up that excuse because he simply didn’t want

Celine and Nathan to be alone in one room.

The thought of her ordering those things filled his mind with images of what she and Nathan might be doing together. His emotions spiraled out of control, no matter how hard he tried to suppress them.

In the dead of night, Adam suddenly became aware of the dark and forbidden thoughts he harbored toward Celine. He couldn’t let her go. He couldn’t stand the

thought of her being with another man

He didn’t love her, but he was addicted to the pleasure she gave him. It was just a game to him. And the key problem was that he hadn’t had his fill yet. How could he possibly give her up to someone else before that?

someone hugged him from behind

was Carly. She

but didn’t say a word. Just then, the bathroom door

forward and asked,

lightly

balcony, where she saw Carly hugging Adam from behind. A cigarette was still burning

unusually intimate

harshly humiliating her earlier, he was

her gaze and said,

table, picked up the

over and said, “Celine, let me help

taken a shower and was dressed in a white

and fair as porcelain, radiated a

fingers thread through Celine’s pure black hair. She lifted her

ember of his cigarette bumed him. His expression tumed grim as he extinguished the cigarette in

coldly asked, “Celine, don’t you have hands of