The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 11

Adam reached out, catching her in his arms. He lowered his sharp gaze, his lips pressed together in displeasure.

"Celine, why did you come back?" Celine hadn’t expected him to be home. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, just returned from outside, the cool night air still clinging to his expensive fabric. Celine's body felt hot, and instinctively, she leaned into him, hoping his cold, mature presence would douse the fire within her. Her eyes softened as she gazed up at him.

"Adam."

Before she could finish her sentence, he pushed her away, his cold gaze locking onto hers.

"What’s wrong with you?" Celine had been contemplating asking him for help, though she knew it was unlikely Adam would lend a hand.

"I’ve been drugged," she finally admitted. Adam frowned, thinking inwardly, This woman is always causing trouble. She really knows how to get into a mess.

Adam strode toward the large window, pulling his phone from his pocket. He dialed a number. The phone rang, and soon Benjamin’s voice came through.

"How may I help you, Adam?"

"What should I do if a woman has been drugged?" Adam asked.

put her in cold water. It’s going to be uncomfortable, but she can handle it. If she can't, her veins

up the phone and turned to look at

echoed through the air, and Adam’s expression darkened, impatience growing within him. What was she doing in there? He walked

the shower, her clothes soaked, leaving only her silhouette visible. The water gently cascaded over her delicate shoulders,

head…" she murmured, her voice

vulnerability caught him off guard. He paused for a moment before gently brushing her hand away. Her forehead had reddened

"You’re careless," he chided.

not careless; I’m

out, soaking her instantly. The shock of the cold water against her heated skin made her stumble, and

want to take a cold

the cold water. Celine's hands began to roam, instinctively touching his body. Adam's reaction was typical for any man, but his voice turned cold as he

confusion, and she softly replied, "I

momentarily speechless. Pressed against him, Celine reached up to

handsome face, too,"

against the cold wall, his

the warning, smiled mischievously. "Wow, you’re strong. I

her flushed face, and attempted to cool her head with the cold water. Celine struggled to push his hand