The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 953

Jonah glanced over his shoulder at Kaia. "Can you drive?" he asked.

Kaia nodded. "Yes."

Of course, she could. If she wanted to step into the world of high society, driving was a basic skill—one she had perfected long ago. There was no way she'd allow herself to fall short now.

Jonah tossed her the car keys. "You drive."

"Yes, Mr. Pilsner," she replied.

Hailey stepped outside just in time to see them getting into the sleek luxury car. Kaia slid into the driver's seat, while the slightly tipsy Jonah sank into the passenger seat.

A moment later, Kaia stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped away.

He had left with her.

Hailey stood still, her gaze fixed on the direction the car had gone, her vision beginning to blur from the strain.

Just then, Ewan came out. "Ms. Hailey, they're long gone. What are you still staring at?"

Hailey snapped back to reality. "What I look at is none of your concern."

Celine stood by her side. "Hailey, let's head home."

Hailey nodded. "Yeah, let's go."

Together, they turned and walked away.

Ewan watched Hailey, a confident, almost triumphant smile curling at the corners of his lips.

Half an hour later, Hailey returned to the villa. As she entered, a maid greeted her with a respectful nod. "Welcome back, Ms. Hailey."

Jonah had made arrangements for her to stay here during her pregnancy, providing her with a personal chef, maids, a maternity nurse, and a nutritionist—everyone dedicated to looking after her needs.

"Ms. Hailey," the maid said, "I've prepared some lentil soup for you. Please, have some."

"I'm not hungry right now," Hailey murmured. "I'll take a bath first."

The maid quickly began filling the tub with warm water.

It was Jonah. He was home.

Their eyes met, and Hailey's mind went completely blank, as if a jolt of electricity had shot through her chest.

Jonah froze in the doorway, his gaze slowly tracing over her exposed skin.

Hailey snapped back to reality and let out a startled cry. She quickly grabbed the towel, wrapping it tightly around herself.

She was completely naked—and Jonah had seen everything.

"Sorry," Jonah muttered, quickly closing the door behind him.

Hailey scrambled to slip into her pajamas. Her hand flew to her face, trying to cool the heat rising in her cheeks.

She had never expected Jonah to return at that exact moment. The awkwardness was overwhelming, and she wished she could vanish into thin air.

A few minutes later, the maid's voice echoed from the hallway. "Mr. Pilsner, why are you just standing there? Aren't you going inside?"

Jonah remained still, frozen outside the door.