The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 676

Robin's alarm for gossip went off immediately. "Wait—Celine, are you getting back together with Mr. Alvarez again? Come on, tell me! Are you guys gonna get it on tonight or what?"

Celine was speechless. She had no idea just how degenerate thoughts were stored up there in Robin's mind. Why would she always think of things from that particular angle?

Celine replied, "Nothing is going on between us!"

…

Meanwhile, Adam was still taking a cold shower in the bathroom.

He could hear the constant message notifications through the door. Celine was chatting with someone.

Cold water splashed across his firm, muscular torso, trickling down and spraying off his skin. But it did little to cool the heat burning inside him.

Just thinking about Celine lying on his bed sent his mind spiraling.

Adam closed his eyes in frustration and slowly lowered his hands as he called out, "Celine!"

Outside, Celine responded, "What is it, Mr. Alvarez?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not doing anything. Just chatting with friends."

"Male friends?"

"Whether they're male or female is my private business. Mr. Alvarez, even if you want to know, I'm afraid that's information I can't divulge."

Adam chuckled, then said in a raspy voice, "What's there to hide? It's not like I haven't seen all parts of you by now."

Celine flushed with fury and growled his name, enunciating each syllable, "Adam Alvarez!"

Inside, Adam smirked. Her voice, though laced with irritation, was so soft and alluring it painted a picture in his mind—and just like that, his self-control snapped. His mind went completely blank.

Outside, Celine was still unaware of what was happening inside. Her "Pretty Girls" group chat pinged again.

Robin asked, "Celine, you've been single for three years. Are you telling me you don't have needs? Can you resist after seeing Mr. Alvarez?"

Celine was speechless.

Robin pressed, "Come on, we're besties. Tell me what you're really thinking."

Her phone buzzed again.

Robin, apparently unsatisfied with just text, had started sending voice messages.

Celine tapped on it, and Robin's voice blared out loud, "Celine, stop being shy. You've been celibate for three years—of course, you've got urges!

"Mr. Alvarez is hot, built, and rich—jump on him already! A night of passion is priceless."

Celine was mortified. She hadn't expected Robin to say anything like that.

In a panic, she sat up and fumbled with her phone, trying to stop the playback.

However, Robin's voice had already echoed through the room as if it came from a megaphone.

Celine slowly turned her head toward Adam. He was looking straight at her.

She squeezed her eyes shut and didn't dare open them again. She couldn't bring herself to look at Adam.

"Robin Smith! What the hell are you doing?" Celine silently cursed in her mind.