The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338

Wyatt watched Celine’s slender figure disappear as she walked away, his face darkening

Night had fallen. Benjamin lay unconscious, while Celine didn’t dare close her eyes. She had to stay alert. Her claim of being married hadn’t deterred Wyatt, his wicked intentions were clearer than ever.

Celine couldn’t sleep. She feared that both she and Benjamin were in danger.

Sirring alone at the doorway, Celine stared out into the night of the mountain village. The silence was vast and almost ethereal. The snow–covered village exuded a biting loneliness, as though it marked the end of the world.

Celine felt the cold crawling over her, seeping into her bones. A wave of discomfort spread through her body, and she realized she might be coming down

with a lover.

She had spent too long in the cold sea, and even the strongest body couldn’t withstand it. She pinched her palm hard to stay awake, knowing that danger could strike at any moment.

Her thoughts drifted to Adam

What was he doing? Was he keeping Carly company? Had he noticed that she and Benjamin were missing? Would he come looking for them? Benjamin’s leg injury was severe, and Wyatt’s predatory eyes were watching. Celine had no idea how she was going to escape this place.

The cold became unbearable. Celine wrapped her arms around herself, resting her head against the doorframe as exhaustion began to overwhelm her.

Her eyes had barely closed when something rough and greasy brushed against her face. A hand was caressing her greedily.

Celine’s eyes snapped open. Wyatt was standing right beside her, his face twisted with lust as he stroked her cheek

Celine struggled weakly. “Mr. Lawson, why are you here again?”

His bands began tearing at her clothes. “Ms. Tate, I like you so much. Just give in to me.”

Pinned beneath him, Celine’s stomach churned with revulsion. She fought with all her might, “Let me go! Mr. Lawson, calm down! My husband will cope for the soon. He’s rich and powerful. He won’t let you get away with this!”

Wyatt, blinded by desire, ignored her completely. With a loud rip, he tore open the collar of her dress. He laughed wickedly. “Forget your husband. Tonight, I’m your husband!”

He bent down, his breath hot and heavy, aiming to force a kiss on Celine.

Celine turned her hand away, despair washing over her. Her body was too weak to fight back. Was this how it was going to end for her?

“No! Let me pol” she cried out.

Just then, a strong hand n reached from behind and grabbed the back of Wyatt’s shirt. With a powerful yak, Wyatt was ripped off her. Celine felt the wright onder body lift as Wyatt was thrown askle.