The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 424

"That's right. My boyfriend paid for everything. The luxury car, the mansion—he bought it all. I just had to move in," Celine retorted.

Adam pressed his lips together. Just then, something on the coffee table caught his eye.

"What's this?" He walked toward it.

Celine's gaze followed his, and in an instant, her clear eyes shrank in shock. There was a pregnancy test strip on the table.

She immediately reached out to grab it.

However, Adam was faster, picking it up before her.

He took a look at the test strip and turned to her. "Why do you have this?"

Celine took a closer look and was relieved that it was a new, unused test strip without any results. If it was one that showed positive, her pregnancy would be exposed on the spot.

Since he didn't like children and had no intention of becoming a father, she had decided not to tell him.

To be honest, she wasn't sure how he would react. If he knew she was pregnant, would he let her keep the baby?

Or, if he didn't want a child, would he force her to get an abortion?

She couldn't risk it.

"Celine, why aren't you answering me? I asked you why you have a pregnancy test here."

His piercing gaze locked onto her, leaving her no room to escape.

She retorted, "What do you think a pregnancy test is for? Obviously, it's for testing pregnancy."

Adam took a step closer to Celine.

His strong and dominating presence caused her to slowly shuffle backward. "What are you doing?"

Soon, the back of her knees hit the edge of the couch, and she had no choice but to sit down.

In an instant, he loomed over her with one hand bracing against the couch, trapping her in his embrace. His sharp eyes bore into hers.

Celine raised her brow and gave him a seductive smile. "Well, Mr. Alvarez, you guessed wrong. Perry and I have already slept together."

Adam's thumb slowly brushed over her chin and asked mockingly, "Is that so? Then tell me—between me and Perry, who's better?"

Celine's eyes narrowed immediately.

Adam pressed further, "Or rather, between Perry and me, which one do you like more?"

A flash of uncontrollable rage shot straight to her head. Without thinking, she raised her hand and swung at his face.

However, the slap did not land. Adam had caught her by the wrist. "Why are you hitting me?"

No one could infuriate her more than him.

Celine lunged forward with her mouth open and bit him on the lip—hard.

Soon, she could detect a faint metallic taste in her mouth. Her bite had drawn blood.