The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 985

Where did the man who shared Hailey's bed last night disappear to?

Hailey got out of bed, calling out as she stepped into the hallway. "Jonah? Jonah! Jo—"

She found him in the kitchen, cooking.

It wasn't the first time she had seen Jonah in the kitchen. He always cooked when they were together. Still, every time she saw him like this, it made her heart skip a beat.

He wore a plain white shirt and black slacks, looking simple but put together. His bangs fell softly over his forehead, and with his sleeves casually rolled up, he looked less like the high-powered businessman everyone else knew and more like the man she loved.

Hailey watched as he moved the spatula with practiced ease, flipping the eggs in the pan. Within moments, both sides were golden brown.

Maybe she was staring too hard, because Jonah turned and met her eyes.

Jonah smiled. "You're awake?"

Hailey stepped into the kitchen. "Mr. Pilsner, up this early and already cooking?"

He reached out and gave her nose a playful pinch. "Can't have you and my son going hungry, can I?"

She then rested her hand on her growing belly. "And what makes you so sure it's a boy? I get it—you're hoping for a son, aren't you?"

Jonah pulled her into his arms. "What are you talking about? My mom had both me and Aileen. That kind of thinking doesn't fly in our family. Boy or girl, it's our kid. That's all that matters."

Hailey knew better than anyone that he doted on Aileen, and not once had he ever cared whether it was a boy or a girl.

"Then why are you so convinced it's a boy?" she asked.

Jonah replied, "Just a feeling. I don't know why, I just do."

Hailey chuckled. To be honest, she didn't know whether the baby in her belly was a boy or a girl either.

Still, whenever Jonah had time, he would talk to the baby or play music for it, so maybe his instincts were spot on after all.

It didn't matter whether the baby was a boy or a girl.

Jonah lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "Are you hungry?"

Now that he had asked, Hailey realized she actually was. She nodded as she replied, "Yeah."

Jonah said, "Go and have a seat. Breakfast is ready."

Hailey took a seat in the dining room while Jonah brought out a plate of breakfast food.

He handed her the cutlery. "Go ahead, try it. See if it suits your taste."

Jonah smirked, then leaned down and kissed her again. This time, there was no milk. He was just kissing her lips.

The kiss deepened. His lips parted hers, and she felt him move in, slow and deliberate.

The deeper the kiss, the softer and more tender it became. The milk now tasted like honey on her tongue—sweet and lingering.

When they finally pulled apart, Hailey's cheeks were flushed crimson.

This breakfast was getting a little too intense.

Jonah brushed his fingers gently across her cheek. "Quick, finish the meal. After this, I'm taking you somewhere."

Curious, she asked, "Where?"

He gave her a mysterious smile. "I'm not telling you. You'll see when we get there."

"Why are you being so secretive all of a sudden?"

After breakfast, Jonah brought her out. Half an hour later, they arrived at the mall.

Hailey asked, "Why did you bring me to the mall?"