The Divorce Prescription Novel Free Online

Chapter 135

Celine attempted to free her delicate wrist from Adam's firm grip, but his long, commanding fingers held her tightly, dragging her along mercilessly.

"Let go of me! Where are you taking me?" she protested, stumbling awkwardly as she struggled to keep pace. He marched her out of the spa and shoved her into his Rolls-Royce, driving off without uttering a word.

Later, the car pulled up in front of the Alvarez Group, and Adam pulled her out of the vehicle, leading her into the building without missing a beat. This evening, the tech department employees were working late to meet a deadline. Some had just been about to grab a coffee when they noticed their overbearing CEO arriving, dragging along a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Any traces of sleepiness vanished instantly.

"Good evening, Mr. Alvarez," they greeted, but he didn’t spare them a glance, pulling Celine straight toward his office. The tech department buzzed with excitement once the office door shut behind them.

"Is that our CEO's new girlfriend? Oh my god, she’s like an angel!" someone exclaimed, snapping a photo of Celine and sharing it in the company’s group chat. The group exploded with chatter.

"Isn't she the same woman who got into a fight at university and had Mr. Alvarez called in during an important meeting? She’s more beautiful than Carly!"

"That's why she's the wife, and Carly is just Carly."

"Looks like Mrs. Alvarez is causing trouble again. Did you see the look on Mr. Alvarez's face? He’s probably about to give her a serious scolding."

"Shipping them so hard I might faint!"

Inside the CEO's office, Adam shoved Celine inside and slammed the door behind them. He tore off his tie with rough, almost violent motions, radiating raw energy.

"Celine, explain yourself!" he demanded. She hesitated, guilt flashing through her. She had no idea why someone who should have been enjoying a candlelit dinner with Carly had caught her red-handed. When she remained silent, Adam stepped closer, his imposing figure towering over her. His breath was heavy, and his eyes narrowed into a cold smile as he spoke.

"Was it you who took Grandma out for bubble tea?" He began listing her supposed wrongdoings.

"Seeing you lie so blatantly," Adam's broad chest rose and fell with barely contained rage, "Did you or did you not take Grandma for a foot massage? I really underestimated you. Is there anything you won’t do? It’s bad enough that you can’t behave, but now you’ve dragged Grandma and Hailey into this."

Juan's shout made Celine's shoulders tremble, but she lifted her chin defiantly, her voice steady despite the fear.

"Why are you yelling at me? I haven’t said a word about you and Carly, so what’s wrong with me going for a foot massage?"

Adam's eyes darkened as he shoved her backward against the cold, unyielding surface of the window. Before she could recover, his tall, powerful frame pressed against her, trapping her. Celine's back collided with the glass. Adam's large, strong right hand closed around her slender neck, locking her gaze with a mix of rage and disbelief.

"Celine, you must have a death wish," he said, the air around her seeming to grow thinner. She gasped, "Let go of me!"

Adam's eyes lingered on her angelic, doll-like face, still flushed with rage. How she disrupted his emotions and showed no remorse only fueled his anger. His imposing form loomed closer, and Celine felt desperate, not wanting to die in this moment. She stood on her tiptoes, leaning forward, her soft lips brushing against his.

Adam froze, his tall frame rigid. Celine's lips lingered against his for a moment before parting slightly, kissing him gently. Her lips traced the sharp contours of his mouth, and Adam couldn’t remember the last time they had shared a kiss like this. The rare connection sent a numbing heat coursing through his entire body.