The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 529

Reaping what she had sowed?

No, there was no way Carly would accept that.

Adam didn't spare Carly another glance as he turned and walked away.

Just like that, he was gone.

No… she could not let him go!

Carly collapsed on the ground, crying. "Adam, don't go! Why are you doing this to me? Ever since you married Celine, you've changed. The truth is, you loved her all along. Now that you know she was the girl from all those years ago, you can't wait to abandon me. You can't do this to me!"

No matter how much she screamed, Adam never looked back. She couldn't even get a single glance from him.

Leo looked down at her. "Ms. Tate, Mr. Alvarez is right. You are reaping what you sowed."

Carly lifted her head, her face twisted with resentment. She knew Leo had always favored Celine. He had always liked her.

She clenched her fists. "Why? Why does everyone like Celine? What does she have that I don't?"

Leo responded calmly, "Ms. Tate, that's the wrong question. You shouldn't be asking what she has that you don't. There's nothing about you that can compare to her."

Carly dug her nails into her palms. The humiliation burned deep.

Even Leo left the room.

Everyone had left.

Now, she was all alone in the dark room. Her swollen face stung from the slaps, and her mouth was filled with the taste of blood. The bruises on her body ached, the pain from the beating making her feel as if her body was falling apart.

Once, Adam had placed her on a pedestal. Now, he had cast her into hell.

She refused to accept this outcome.

She was terrified. She didn't know what her parents and grandmother were doing, but she was sure they would come to her rescue.

…

The three-day deadline given to the Tate family quickly arrived. Today, at Aaron's gravesite, they would have to confess their crimes.

Robin nodded. "Alright. I'll go with Mr. Marshall. Let's not waste any more time and hurry to the cemetery."

Celine nodded. "Let's go."

…

Two luxury cars drove toward the cemetery.

Adam was in the driver's seat, his hands steady on the wheel. Celine and Hailey sat in the back.

Hailey broke the silence. "Mr. Alvarez, how's Carly doing lately?"

Adam's lips curled slightly, but his voice was indifferent. "She's in solitary confinement. She has probably lost her mind by now."

She was locked away, completely cut off from the outside world. The fear and uncertainty from that was the worst kind of torment.

Adam knew his stuff when it came to making someone suffer.