The Divorce Prescription Chapter 119

Carly asked Adam to kiss her.

Adam gazed at Carly’s face, as vibrant and alluring as a red rose, far different from that small with her cold beauty.

Carly’s charm and warmth stood in stark contrast to Celine’s knack for getting under his skin, leaving him irritable and restless. Carly was like a soothing flower of understanding, always knowing how to ease his mood.

Slowly, Adam leaned down…

Celine and Hailey drank some wine and had some fun before coming out. They went to the streets to hail a cab.

But this was a busy street, and there were fewer cabs there.

Celine came up with an idea. “Hailey, how about we rent some bikes to ride back?”

Hailey raised an eyebrow. “No need, Celine. I’ll just call my cousin and have him send a car over.”

“Cousin? You have a cousin?”

Hailey winked mischievously. “Of course.”

“Let’s not trouble him. It’s already late,” Celine replied, trying to dissuade her.

But Hailey had already taken out her phone and was dialing. “My cousin is out there living it up with his mistress. I should give him something proper to do.”

Celine was stunned. “Your cousin has a mistress?”

Yeah. He’s married but doesn’t like his wife, so he’s found himself a mistress outside. He’s a total scumbag!”

Celine didn’t know that Hailey had such a cousin. However, this wife’s situation felt eerily similar to her own. Truly, they were both wandering souls cast adrift by fate.

In the luxurious lounge, Adam leaned closer to Carly, their faces mere inches apart as they were about to kiss.

Carly caught the faint, intoxicating scent of alcohol mixed with his cool fragrance. The allure of his presence left her utterly weakened.

Her delicate hands clung tightly around his neck as she waited for his lips to descend upon hers.

But instead of a kiss, she was met with Adam’s deep, magnetic voice. “Your lipstick is smudged.”

What?

Carly’s eyes flew open in surprise.

At moment, Adam’s phone rang. The ringtone ruined their flirtatious moment, and Adam pushed her away.

Carly stood up and took a mirror from her Chanel bag. When she touched up her lipstick in the toilet just now, she accidentally smudged a little at the corner of her lips.

She felt frustrated and took out a tissue to wipe it.

Adam had already stood by the window at this time, and he answered the call. “Allie.”

Allie?

Carly was surprised that his cousin had called. She seemed to have said something, and Adam nodded. “Alright, I’ll send a driver over.”

Adam up the phone, and at that moment, he felt a tight embrace around his strong waist. Carly had hugged him from behind. Her delicate hands wandered over his firm muscles, clearly wanting to continue.

However, Adam removed her restless hands. Turning to look at her, he said, “Another time. I need to head back to the office. I’ll have someone take you home.”

Carly’s face turned pale. To say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie, but Adam’s handsome face had already shown no trace of interest anymore.

Carly blamed herself a bit for smearing her lipstick. She knew that men like Adam were very particular about women. If there was anything on them that displeased him, he’d lose interest immediately.

Last time at Westwood Villa, even though he was aroused, he still refused to do it with her. It seemed like his body had lost its enthusiasm for her. This was a danger signal.