Chapter 346

Adam's clothes were torn, leaving him without anything to wear. Meanwhile, Celine was unyielding in her need for warmth. As she clung to him, pressing her hand against him, he gently pulled it away. She nestled her face into his neck, pleading, "Please don't. I'm so cold." Her voice was gentle and fragile during her illness, reminiscent of a spoiled child. Adam recognized that, even in good health, she would still be coquettish when sleeping with him. She had always been a little devil in her own right. However, since their divorce, he hadn't had the chance to experience that side of her for quite some time. Adam struggled to restrain himself but ultimately couldn't resist. His hands moved to her buttons, beginning to remove her clothing. Chaos erupted around them. He flipped her over, pinning her down while she hastily pulled his shirt. His white shirt was torn partially, exposing the contours of his back, accentuating the allure of his shoulder blades. Celine's cold hands hel