Chapter 13

Celine's ears buzzed. Did Adam actually say he would find her a man, even two? He had already made his choice. He had chosen Carly without hesitation. It felt like a sharp blade plunged deep into Celine's heart, twisting and tearing her apart until she was left raw and bleeding. Her lips trembled as she struggled to find her voice. "Adam, I'm still… your wife…" Adam, now dressed in a clean black shirt and tailored trousers, had shed the earlier chaos of passion. He stood before her, composed and indifferent, exuding his usual cold elegance. He handed her something. "This is for you," he said. Celine looked down. It was a check with an eight-figure sum. His cold, magnetic voice continued above her, "Celine, this is your divorce settlement. Let's end this." Adam placed the check on the bathroom counter, turned, and strode out of the room. He was going to Carly, just like her mother did years ago. Celine's pale eyes filled with redness as tears threatened to spill. Once again, she