Scarlett’s POV

I put out the cigarette on the bin when her door opens.

Sebastian frowns at me, remaining by the door, half of a hallway from me. He hates me smoking. He would glare at me, scold me, or like this — standing far away with disgust on his face.

It’s a gross habit, but a woman needs SOMETHING to let out the pain in her chest or she will burst. But then again, if his delicate Ava could afford such a habit, he would definitely join her instead.

“So?” He puts one hand in his pocket, glaring at me when he finally walks over. He does that when he is impatient. As in, all the time with me.

I gaze at his face, handsome and dominant, just like the day he found me in that forest. But at that time those eyes were clear like crystal, with sparkles like the Milky Way. Right now it’s pure darkness of hatred.

He snaps his finger to get my attention.

pulling the divorce papers

his beautiful eyes, shouting at

it wouldn’t

have one question before this,” I pretend to not see

change anything if I’m pregnant? I want to ask, I don’t

I look up, just to catch him rolling his eyes with a sigh: “I don’t have time for your

I missed my chance

a cut at the root of my thumb. I grip

even notice,

my heart drumming fast, “you…you said you

him turning slowly, knowing I must look like a pitiful dog begging to be taken

have

which would hurt more. A shred

myself,

that out-of-nowhere blurt: “I didn’t want to give her

to all, like always. No matter how much he wants her, he wouldn’t even allow her to bear a shred

an ugly smile, I

ask but he is turning again.

you finish your

if I’m gone from your life…forever? I stare at the man that I loved for ten years, tears coming out faster than my

done with it?” I almost bit my tongue twisting my question into a

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