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.

ground, pulling the divorce papers out. He reaches over, and in

his beautiful

wouldn’t be that

I pretend to not see his hurtful

anything if I’m pregnant? I want to

to catch him rolling his eyes with a sigh: “I don’t

missed my chance

me, leaving a cut at the root of my thumb. I grip my fist, feeling

even notice, just turns

with my heart drumming fast, “you…you said

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

I have

would hurt more. A shred of hope…or

myself, I

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

always. No matter how much he wants her, he

ugly smile, I assume. Because

turning again. He stops, again, this time even more

you finish your nonsense all at

your life…forever? I stare at the man that I loved for ten years, tears coming out

papers to Aurora when you are done with it?” I almost bit my tongue

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