The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 464

Adam knew he had to get to the bottom of this

He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he pressed the gas pedal, beading toward Jupiter Heights.

Exhausted from her pregnancy, Celine hadn’t spoken a word to him. She leaned back into the seat, her eyelids flattering closed as she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

When the Rolls–Royce arrived at Jupiter Heights, Adam noticed Celine was still sound asleep.

Her slender frame was curled up in his oversized jacket, and her face was flushed with a gentle, rosy plow.

Instead of waking her, Adam quietly opened the door and litted her in his arms

Just as he was about to enter the building, Perry emerged.

“Mr Alvarez, did you bring Celine back? is she asleep? Let me take her inside,” Perry offered, his hands reaching out

But Adum had no intention of handing her over. Without a word, he walked past Perry and headed straight to his unit, still carrying Celine in his arms.

called after

halted for a

both adults here. If you love someone, love them fully. If not, let them go. You can’t keep playing both sides with Celine and Carly–it’s unfair to them. Sooner or later, someone’s going to

Adam stayed silent.

celine or Carly?” Perry continued. “Be honest with yourself. If you don’t make a choice soon, I won’t just stand by and watch you

say a word. He simply closed the door

on the soft, plush

was completely unaware of her surroundings. She shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position before settling back into her

mischievous smirk, Adam pinched her cheek softly. “Celine, are you a piz? How can you sleep through all this?” he whispered.

she subconsciously sensed the pinch. Her brow furrowed, and she tuned her face away,

as if she were

still fast asleep, he fought the urge to act on it, restraining

pulled his band back and walked into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

emerged from the bathroom in a black silk robe, wiping the water droplets from his damp hair with a towel.

gray tones, exuding a cool, minimalist atmosphere Celine lay curled up in his bed, her presence both delicate

into the bed beside her, carefully

near, Celine shifted once more,

as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her. The familiar warmth of her closeness flooded his senses. She had changed in some ways, but in others, she hadn’t at all–she still liked to sleep in his embrace.