The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) - Chapter 918

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Had Jonah really just called Hailey his wife?

Hailey could only stare at him, completely taken aback.

Jonah leaned in, his breath grazing her ear. "We're here for the morning-after pill -unless you'd rather let people think we're tangled up in some scandalous affair, honey," he teased, drawing out the last word.

His naturally deep and magnetic voice now brushed against her ear in a teasing whisper, causing Hailey's knees to buckle instantly. How mortifying!

The shop owner rarely saw a couple as striking as Jonah and Hailey. With a warm smile, she remarked, "You two make such a perfect pair."

Jonah pulled Hailey closer, raising an eyebrow. "Of course. I adore my wife."

Leaning in, he caught Hailey's gaze. "Do you love me, honey?"

Hailey noticed the playful gleam in his eyes—he was clearly enjoying toying with her.

Jonah's arm tightened around her shoulders. "Well? Do you love me or not?"

With the shop owner watching, Hailey had no choice but to force a smile. "I do."

Jonah pressed on. "And who exactly do you love? What should you call me, honey?"

He was pushing it too far now.

Hailey glared at him, her eyes flashing with frustration.

Jonah, however, seemed to be enjoying himself even more. "So, what should you

call me, honey? Go ahead, say it."

Hailey inhaled sharply and finally called out, "Honey!"

She actually said it.

Jonah's throat tightened, his gaze on Hailey growing even more intense.

Hailey locked eyes with him, effortlessly flipping the script. "What's wrong, honey?" she teased.

She softened her voice on purpose, giving him a flirtatious smile. "I love you so much, honey."

Jonah's hand tightened around her, pulling her firmly into his embrace. If it weren't for the shop owner standing nearby, he would have kissed her right then and there.

The shop owner let out a soft chuckle, handing over the morning-after pill. "Here you go."

After Jonah paid, he led Hailey to his car.

Once inside, he placed the pill in her hand. "Ms. Hailey, you should take it now." Hailey eyed the pill warily. There was no way she was swallowing it right then.

She took the pill from his hand and said, "Mr. Pilsner, I'll hold onto it for now. There's no water here. I'll take it when I get home."

Jonah wasn't having it. "No. You're taking it now, and you'll do it in front of me."

He was insistent on watching her.

Hailey froze. "Mr. Pilsner, there's no water. I can't swallow it."

Without warning, Jonah reached out, his hand gripping her face and drawing her in closer, "Ms. Hailey, what's the hold up? You really don't want to take the pill, do you?"

Their faces were just inches apart, and their breaths mingled in the charged air.

He was forcing her to take the pill, and panic washed over her.

Nonetheless, Hailey quickly regained her composure. "Mr. Pilsner, what exactly are you trying to do here? Why are you so adamant that I take this pill?

"You know the morning-after pill has side effects, and it's not exactly easy on a woman's body. I won't take it!

"You didn't say a word last night while you were enjoying yourself, and not using protection was your mistake. Why should I have to pay for it?"

Jonah was caught off guard, momentarily silent.

He hadn't expected Hailey to come up with such a sharp and quick rebuttal.

A playful smirk spread across his face. He realized she was serious about refusing the pill.

Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Fine. If you don't take the pill, then you'll have to agree to one condition."

"What condition?" Hailey asked.

Jonah's eyes fixed on hers, his gaze

drifting to her full, red lips. A

mischievous smile tugged at his mouth as he leaned in slowly Call me honey' again. I'd really love to hear it."