The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 711

Nigel tumbled off the bed and crashed to the floor with a heavy thud.

Celine, who stood in the doorway, took in the sight-Nigel, the infamous business mogul, had just been thrown off the bed by Fiona.

Unable to hold back, Celine erupted into laughter.

"Sorry, Mr. Hampton," she said between giggles. "I don't laugh unless I really can't stop myself."

"That's enough laughing!" Nigel snapped. "If you keep going, it will become disrespectful."

Fiona turned to Celine. "Ms. Tate, my apologies for the inconvenience."

Celine walked in, feeling a sense of camaraderie with Fiona. "Ms. Jakeman, I feel like we really get along. If you don't mind, you can call me Celine, just like Mr. Hampton does."

Fiona smiled back. "Alright, Celine."

"Ms. Jakeman, would you mind extending your hand? I'd like to take your pulse."

hand, and Celine gently placed her fingers on Fiona's wrist. Within

troubled face and immediately

Hampton, Ms. Jakeman has been

Nigel nodded. "Yes."

gave birth, I fell into a coma and

Jakeman, you were poisoned with Eclipse

Nigel and Fiona gasped in unison, their faces

one of the most insidious poisons. It's been in Ms.

turned to Nigel. "Do we even need to ask? It has to be

do something like that! We grew up together-she doesn't

your eyes, Anne is the purest, kindest person in the world. I was the one who took the title of Mrs. Hampton from her, wasn't I? Fine, I'll give it back to her right

darkened with frustration. "Fiona, stop being

Ms. Jakeman,

that Anne had been the cause of

I can cure the

expression lit up