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.

I dart my eyes to the ground, pulling the divorce papers out. He

his beautiful

knew it wouldn’t

pretend to not see his

if I’m pregnant? I want to

just to catch him rolling his

my chance for

it out of me, leaving a cut at the root of my thumb. I grip my fist, feeling the pain. It’s really nothing compared to

notice, just turns to

heard you,” I blurt with my heart drumming fast, “you…you said

look like a pitiful dog begging to be taken

have

which would hurt more. A shred of hope…or not

myself, I

got my question in that out-of-nowhere blurt: “I didn’t want to give her false

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

ugly smile, I assume. Because his frowning deepens seeing

turning again.

finish your nonsense all at

I stare at the man that I loved for ten years, tears coming out faster than

when you are done with it?”

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