The Divorce Prescription

Celine paused mid-step, then decided she wasn't leaving.

Adam was too clever. He knew exactly where her weakness lay and how to press

the one button that would make her cave.

He said with a serious expression, "I believe it was Carly. But if she calls tonight

and I can't find you, it might delay the rescue of Bella and my mom, right?"

Celine pondered for a moment and realized he made a good point. Right now, the

most important thing was ensuring Bella and Grace's safety.

Still, she hesitated. "But Mr. Alvarez, if we both sleep in your lounge... that would

look bad. If your fiancée finds out, she'll get the wrong idea."

Fiancée?

Adam's gaze darkened at the mention of that word. Carly had dared lay a hand on

Bella and his mother. There was no way he would let her off easily for that.

He stepped forward, his tall frame closing the distance between them.

"Celine, do you... want to do something with me tonight?"

His body cast a shadow over Celine as she stared at him in disbelief, her lashes

trembling.

"Do something with you? Mr. Alvarez, what are you saying? You seem to have

some difficulties differentiating fact from fiction. Perhaps you should get yourself

checked out at the hospital."

Her sharp tongue was still as biting as ever. Regardless, it brought a smile to

Adam's lips.

anything, then

about it—what could

Celine was flabbergasted.

bed, and I'll sleep

perfectly safe."

put it that way, there was no reason

She nodded. "Fine."

her into his

decorated in cool tones—his usual

there wasn't a single woman's item in

only a full

him. "Mr. Alvarez, you don't keep any women's items here, do

"No. I've been single for the

the villa,

been living a

With his looks and

stayed single

pulled out his phone and called Leo. "Send over

toiletries."

the call and looked back at her. "Go take a shower. I'll pass

when it arrives."

Celine nodded. "Okay."

still wearing Adam's

overcoat. She unfastened the

and slipped it off,

the black spaghetti-strap dress

underneath.

to Adam, he got a

was

down between

blades. The lines

delicate

into her hips.