Sebastian’s dark eyes narrowed. “Joanna, are you threatening me?”
Joanna gave him a coy smile, winking. “Sebastian, how could I ever threaten you? We’re the ones who are perfect for each other.”
Her playful expression was genuinely cute, but in Sebastian’s mind, a single thought surfaced: affected.
The illusion shattered. He could see right through her cheap tricks now.
“So, ever since you came back, you’ve been looking for opportunities to frame Natalie and drive a wedge between us?” Sebastian’s tone remained flat.
Joanna was taken aback, then laughed. “Sebastian, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re the one who has always wanted the divorce. It’s your own heart that isn’t firm. The person you love is me, which is why you’ve been trying to divorce her all this time.”
“Why are you blaming me?” she added, a hint of bitterness in her voice. Men were all the same—they always wanted what they couldn’t have. If Sebastian had been resolute, he never would have doubted Natalie and believed her instead. If the Scotts truly loved Natalie, would they have joined in on bullying her? In the end, it was all just a lack of love.
Sebastian’s eyes, deep as a whirlpool, squinted slightly. He leaned back in his chair. “You’re right. It’s my heart that wasn’t firm.”
A look of joy spread across Joanna’s face. His words were ambiguous, but she took them to mean he had finally come to his senses and realized he had always loved her.

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