The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 664

Adam buried his face in Celine's silky hair, his voice a low, husky murmur. "What's making you cry out?"

His breath came in uneven gasps, his chest heaving with each inhale.

Celine's long lashes trembled, and her beautiful face flushed with a deep crimson. "Adam, let me go!" she protested.

Instead of relenting, Adam pressed a lingering kiss into her hair. "Your body says otherwise, Celine," he murmured. "Compared to your words, it's far more honest."

A wave of helplessness crashed over Celine—everything was slipping through her fingers. Desperate to reclaim control, she shoved against him. "Adam!"

Adam's lips parted as he caught her delicate, fair earlobe between his teeth. "Haven't you already slept with Perry?"

Celine's pupils contracted. She wanted nothing more than to shut him up.

"Is he incapable of satisfying you?" Adam went on. "I can tell—you haven't been properly pleased."

This lunatic!

Celine shot him a sharp glare. "Mr. Alvarez, have some decency!"

Before he could respond, a melodic ringtone sliced through the tension.

"My phone is ringing! Let me go!" she demanded.

Snatching her phone, she glanced at the screen—Perry.

Perry had been searching anxiously at the airport, but there was no sign of Celine or Bella. Growing increasingly uneasy, he finally called.

Celine answered hastily. "Hello."

His voice came through instantly, filled with concern. "Celine, where are you? I'm at the airport, but I don't see you or Bella. What's going on?"

He still had no idea what had happened to Bella and Grace.

Perry's tense breathing gradually steadied. "Mr. Alvarez, what exactly do you mean by that? I assume you don't know… but for the past three years, Celine and I have been married."

With that, Perry made it clear—he and Celine were already husband and wife.

Celine knew he was saying this purely to provoke Adam, deliberately fanning the flames.

Adam tensed. He had suspected Celine and Perry were married, especially with Bella already so grown up. But hearing it straight from Perry's mouth sent a cold shock rippling through him.

"Mr. Alvarez, Celine is my wife, and Bella is my daughter. So forgive me if I don't quite understand your intentions. Are you really trying to take another man's wife and child? Do you want to be a homewrecker?"

A homewrecker?

Celine nearly choked. Perry was really pushing it now.

Adam's eyes remained locked on Celine's delicate face. Slowly, he said, "Celine, I've made up my mind—I'm not letting you go. If that makes me a homewrecker, so be it."