The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 822

Jonah had no choice but to take his lips off Hailey, pick up the phone, and answer, "Hello, Cedrick…"

As he took the call, his gaze stayed intensely locked on her. Noticing this, Hailey bit her lip and let her hand roam freely.

Her actions cause Jonah's breathing to grow uneven.

Cedrick's voice came from the other end. "Jonah, are you and Ms. Hailey done freshening up? I've reserved the restaurant. When shall we head out?"

Jonah's breathing quickened.

Cedrick grew puzzled. "Jonah? Why aren't you saying anything? What's going on? Why is your breathing so labored?"

With his eyes flushed, Jonah muttered, "Cedrick… we'll be ready… soon…"

"Jonah, it's fine. Take your time. Here I thought you were trying to be celibate, but it turns out you already found yourself a girlfriend…"

Jonah couldn't hear what Cedrick said after that. Every sensation seemed to have condensed into a single point, followed by a burst of dazzling white light. It felt as though countless fireworks exploded in his mind at the same time.

With that, he collapsed onto Hailey's shoulder.

"Jonah? Jonah…" Cedrick's voice continued on the phone.

Still holding onto his phone, Jonah muttered with a hoarse voice, "Cedrick, I'll call you back later."

"Alright," Cedrick replied.

With that, Jonah hung up and began kissing Hailey's cheek again, then slowly moved toward her lips.

She was his first woman—and only woman—a delicate, sweet heiress. Jonah was now a grown man, and after three years of yearning, he had grown to crave her more and more. His desire was no longer something he could control. It was intense, dangerously so.

Hailey's love for him was just as strong. She returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck.

However, remembering they still had serious business tonight, Jonah released his grip on her. "Let's clean up first and go see Cedrick."

Hailey nodded. "I have something to discuss with him."

Jonah said, "If you need help, just say the word."

She knew he wasn't the poor young man Declan Zamora once was—he was Jonah Pilsner now, a rising star in the business world.

"Mr. Morrison, please let me explain—"

"No need to worry, Ms. Hailey. Jonah already filled me in. He and I go way back, so I'll give Lambert Group a chance. I'm not terminating the partnership."

"Mr. Morrison isn't pulling out?" Hailey's eyes lit up enthusiastically as she wondered to herself.

"That's wonderful! Thank you so much, Mr. Morrison."

"But Ms. Hailey, you'll need to resolve the internal issues within Lambert Group quickly. Otherwise, our partnership could suffer."

"I promise, Mr. Morrison, we'll deal with everything internally as soon as possible. We won't let it affect our partnership."

Cedrick nodded. "Good. Then let's toast to our partnership."

He raised his glass.

Hailey picked up hers in response. "Mr. Morrison, thank you again."

Cedrick chuckled. "You should be thanking Jonah the most. I was wondering why he suddenly wanted to play golf with me. Turns out, it was for your sake."