The Divorce Prescription

Adam stepped out of the bathroom wearing black silk pajamas, his short hair still damp and glistening with water.

The fresh scent of his shower and the faint mist clinging to him made him look younger and even more dashing than his usual polished, suited–up appearance. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Celine stole a few glances at him, unable to deny that he was truly gifted with striking looks.

Suddenly, a melodious ringtone broke the silence–Adam’s phone was ringing. He picked it up and answered.

“Mr. Almarez, Dr. Chas agreed to meet you tomorrow at Haven Hospital,” Leo informed him.

Adam’s expression remained indifferent. “Last time, Dr.Cshowed up only to leave mysteriously. Tomorrow, Tintend to see exactly who she is.”

Celine felt a chill run down her spine–this was had

It was clear that Adam hadn’t forgotten being stood up before, and he definitely didn’t take it lightly. She knew she’d be facing the consequences of his ine when he saw her in person the next day.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Adam suddenly tumed to her. “Aren’t you going to take a shower?“!

“Yes, right away!” Celine blurted, quickly escaping into the bathroom.

Adam frowned as he hung up the call, finding Celine just as irritating as Dr.C

Robbing his hair with a towel, he sat down to review some documents.

Moments later, Celine’s soft voice called out from the bathroom. “Adam? Adam!”

He found the sweetness in her tone peculiar, as it was completely different from her ugal sharp–tongued demeanor.

“What is it?” Adam got up and asked, standing at the door

The door creaked open just a little, revealing Celine’s pitiful gaze. The strain from ber shower had left het complexion glowing, her face flushed.

“Can I borrow one of your shirts? Celine looked at him with a pleading expression.

“Didn’t they prepare any pajamas for you?” Adam asked

“Yes, they did.” Celine held up a black lace lingerie set for him to see. “If you’d like to see me in this, I’ll put it on for you right away.”

Adam was at a loss for words,

It was needless to say–Mary must be behind this, probably trying to spice things up between them.

He went to the wardrobe and grabbed one of his white shirts. “Don’t embarrass yourself. You don’t have what it takes to wear that lingerie.”

He deliberately tossed the oversized shirt over her head, covering her face completely.

Celine quickly yanked the shirt off and glared at him with sparkling eyes. Then, she flung the lace lingerie at his face and said, “If I don’t have the figure for it, why don’t you try it

Adam was left speechless,

Celine then slammed the door right in his face.

Somehow, he found his irritation dissipating, and a smile crept onto his face.

Picking up the lacy garment, he gave it a brief glance. It was full of ribbons and lace clearly, Mary had chosen it with great care. Without hesitation, he tossed it into the trash can. Returning to the couch, he resumed his work Before long, the bathroom door swung open, and Celine energed.

Adam glanced at her. She was wearing his shirt, its oversized fit emphasizing her petite frame. The loose fabric hung just above her knees, making her look both innocent and alluring.

Adam had to admit that he hadn’t really meant what he said earlier. The truth was, not only did Celine have a pretty face, but she also had a perfect figure.

Celine didn’t bother to speak to him. After blow–drying her hair, she sat in front of the vanity and began her skincare routine.

The table was cluttered with various skin care products. She meticulously applied creams and lotions to her face, leaving a pleasant fragrance in the alp

Although they had been married for over three years, Adam had never shared a bedroom with Celine before–in fact, he had never shared a bedroom with any woman. This was his first time sering a woman going about her skincare routine, and he found it oddly fascinating.