The Divorce Prescription

Adam yanked Celine out of the restaurant. Due to his large strides, Celine had no choice but to stumble along behind him.

She frowned. "Adam, let go of me!"

Ignoring her, he opened the door of his luxury car and shoved her into the passenger seat before getting into the driver's side himself. The Rolls-Royce Phantom then sped down the road.

Celine furrowed her brows. "Mr. Alvarez, did you finish your dinner that quickly? Was that beautiful woman in the red dress unable to hold your attention with her graceful dance?"

She hadn't expected him to suddenly show up at the bar. Just moments ago, she had seen him watching that dancer attentively.

His hand, adorned with an expensive wristwatch, rested on the steering wheel. The city's neon lights cast a glow on his refined, handsome face, making him look both dazzling and distinguished.

"You saw me?" he asked.

Celine nodded. "Of course. I saw you surrounded by plenty of admirers. I'm sure another woman has lost her heart to you."

Adam smirked. "And what about you? Weren't you at a bar filled with pretty boy toys? Was it fun? If I had arrived a little later, would you have used my card to get yourself another male escort?"

Celine was caught off guard by his sharp retort.

As she was worried about Hailey, she took out her phone and dialed her number.

However, the phone kept ringing without anyone answering.

What was Hailey doing?

Adam's deep, husky voice broke the silence. "Is Hailey with Declan?"

Celine nodded. "Probably."

Adam's expression remained unreadable as he said casually, "Tell Hailey to keep her distance from Declan."

Celine glanced at him. "Don't underestimate someone just because they come from humble beginnings, Mr. Alvarez. Are you judging Declan through the lens of a privileged elite? He has potential. There's more to him than meets the eye."

Adam's lips twitched. "I'm not looking down on him. Declan and people like us— and Hailey—are from completely different worlds. It's unlikely they'll have a future together. If you already know something won't work out, why get emotionally involved in the first place?"

He considered the matter with frightening logical rationality, and truthfully, Celine agreed with his reasoning. Declan was like a wild horse that would gallop off into his own world.

She lowered her gaze and replied, "That may be true, but emotions aren't dictated by rationale and logic."

She, too, had known from the start that she and Adam wouldn't have a future together. And yet, she still married him.

Adam didn't say anything else.

Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up at Jupiter Heights.

It was raining cats and dogs outside. With

of them dashed through the rain toward the building.

to the umbrellas in the car, the

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Celine pressed her finger against the security lock. "Mr. Alvarez, thanks for driving

me home. I'll head in now."

She stepped inside and tried to close the door.noveldrama

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But before she could do so, Adam's tall, imposing figure blocked the entrance. He suddenly lifted his knee and wedged the door open before it could fully close.

Celine was startled. "Mr. Alvarez, what are you doing?"

Adam said calmly, "I forgot my keys. My secretary will bring them over later. I'll

wait inside your place."

Celine immediately refused, "No way! Hey, Adam!"

Resistance was futile. The door had already been forced open, and Adam strode right into her apartment.

Celine was speechless.

Finally, she said, "Mr. Alvarez, this is breaking and entering."

Adam glanced around her apartment. Much like his own, it had a 360-degree panoramic ocean view, offering an incredible view.

But unlike his, which was decorated in a monochrome, minimalist style, Celine's home was filled with warm tones. The champagne-gold crystal chandelier above added a cozy and homely atmosphere.

He scanned the room and remarked, "This place must have cost quite a bit to furnish."

"And?"

He smirked and asked, "Did Perry pay for all of this?"