The Divorce Prescription

"Adam, I'm calling Carly!" Celine shouted.

Since Perry's call didn't faze him at all, she would call Carly instead and let her see this for herself.

Sure enough, the man on top of her suddenly stopped. Adam looked down at her from above.

Celine smirked coldly. She knew mentioning Carly's name would work.

"Adam, get out of my house right now, or I swear I'll make sure Carly knows you sexually harassed me tonight. Carly might not be able to do much herself, but she can make sure you don't get to do anything either."

Adam's gaze burned into her, his voice husky as he asked, "Celine, what's wrong?"

Celine was caught off guard. She had just threatened him with Carly, so why was he asking this instead?

What was wrong?

Adam lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to her earlobe.

"Celine, you're leaking."

Leaking?

A jolt of realization hit her.

Since getting pregnant, her body started changing. Her chest had been swollen, and just last night, a bit of white liquid leaked out.

Her mind exploded with panic. She shoved at him immediately and yelled, "Get off me!"

silenced her protest

were forceful and hungry, devouring her like

a lobster. She could feel the rock-hard tension in his muscles-he

dangerously experienced-knew exactly what he

go!

on WhatsApp and immediately started a

sound

calling her on video. Stop

call connected, and Carly's beautiful face

...

was in

lying in bed. Her

condition had been unstable,

hospitalized for

an apple. They had been talking about Celine

her life, and Carly had her

have to get Celine's heart

dotes on you

as they were speaking, Celine's video call popped

"Celine,

to me? Not that it matters-whether you agree or not, Adam will make sure

apple. "Celine, smart people

Celine's panicked voice shouted

screen.