The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 215

Celine lay on her side, her back turned to Adam, while he sat stiffly on the edge of the bed. The two looked exactly like a couple locked in the aftermath of a bitter tight.

Adam’s hands were clenched into tight fists, his knuckles white with tension. After a long pause, he finally spoke a single word.

“Alright.”

Then he stood and walked away

He was gone.

The tears Celine had fought so hard to hold back spilled out when he left. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her face, hiding her tear–streaked cheeks beneath the covers.

It wasn’t a big deal; it was just one night. If he didn’t like her, then she’d just treat it like a dog had bitten her–nothing more.

But her heart ached, deeply and unbearably.

Celine knew the truth–she still loved Adam.

She loved him so much. So, so much.

After that day, Celine and Adam stopped contacting each other entirely.

who seemed to be

onto the scene as the breakout star of one of the most buzzworthy reality shows. Her fresh, sweet image had captivated audiences, skyrocketing her to fame

Nikki quickly amassed millions of followers

swirling that Nikki had already secured the lead

enough, her face graced the covers of major magazines, she secured several high–profile endorsement deals, and her commercial

felt like she had boarded a rocket

was now a bona fide

dinner. Just as they reached the entrance, a group of black–suited bodyguards stormed out, barking, “Move aside! Make

bodyguards shoved Celine and Hailey into a corner. They

caught her arm just in time.

arrogance, shot back, “Ever heard of

Nikki?

that moment, a sleek luxury van sped into the driveway. A young assistant quickly jumped out and pulled open the back

emerged first, expertly shielding Nikki as she stepped

Celine and Hailey had last seen Nikki. Of course, they had seen her countless times on TV, but seeing her in person

in an elegant high–end designer gown paired with sparking crystal heels, draped head–to–toe in luxury brands that screamed exclusivity and

by oversized sunglasses, and she carried herself like

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Greene, the manager of the Atlas Hotel, rushed out to greet

felt like the blink of an