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."

gently placed her fingers on Fiona's wrist. Within moments, her

Celine's troubled face

Ms. Jakeman has been poisoned

Nigel nodded. "Yes."

was pregnant with Carly," Fiona explained. "The day I gave birth, I fell into a coma

were

venom?" Nigel and Fiona gasped in unison, their faces contorted in

is one of the most insidious poisons. It's been in Ms. Jakeman's system all along. Do

Nigel. "Do we even need to ask? It

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

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

darkened with frustration. "Fiona,

Jakeman, please, we can't keep

that Anne had been

eyebrow. "Ms. Jakeman, I can cure the

lit up with