She Accepted Divorce He Panicked (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 206

Homecoming day.

It has been only three days since Sebastian saw Scarlett on the news. In the arms of another man, Sebastian would add. And that makes the past three days like three years to him.

Not to Ava though.

She has found the passion for shopping and decorating herself with endless dresses and jewelry too heavy for her fragile neck. She hasn’t felt like this for years.

The wedding ring on her finger has been more like a shackle, rather than a blessing. She can’t flirt with her collection of men anymore, and it would have been fine if she really felt like the crown of being the queen of the city really belonged to her.

How could she when she could barely see her husband?

She expected Sebastian to be mad for a while, but it stretched into this grudge between them that he never seemed to have gotten over. Ava cried the first time she had to find out that her husband had some other woman in his arms on the news. She cried the second time, too. And the third, the fourth…

In the end she just became numb to it.

She thought that was the end of the tearing pain in her chest. In some way, yes. She could no longer feel them when she sees another pink news of her husband, but nor could she feel the excitement at a new dress, a fancy handbag, or even makeup.

She has no one to look good for.

But that changed, three days ago.

For whatever reason, Sebastian invited her on a thing! Even if Scarlett the pest would also be there. So what? Actually, even better!

She will come off as the real queen of the city tonight, in the arms of her beloved husband, showing the difference between a celebrity and a low-life criminal.

The only thing giving Ava a little uncertain feeling, was the man beside Scarlett.

Ava doesn’t know him.

Wearing his hair silver in a tame slick, he has the body of a hot model. Who dyes their hair silver like some rebellious teens but wears it in an old man style? Ava doesn’t know anyone who would do that, let alone someone who is rich enough to be in that fancy suits.

But that’s not why she is ignorant of his identity. She’s not the only one curious about him. The whole city has been boiling about the mysterious sugar daddy who pulled Scarlett out of the mud she was in, but no one knows who he is.

For starters, the man had a mask on.

A silver eye mask that hides more than half of his face, like the ghost out of Phantom of the Opera.

“But we were supposed to go together! How would it look if my own family butler drives me?!” Ava complains, “Can’t you at least lend me your secretary?”

“I can’t, because none of them wants to be near you,” Sebastian says without even trying to be inexplicit, “Care to guess why?”

Because they are all minions of their old master Scarlett and they all hate her! That’s why!

But Ava won’t ruin the day by saying so.

“Fine…when will you come?” Ava hesitates. Is he going to stand her up like every time before? She dares not ask.

Since when has she sunk so low when she used to be the rose cupped carefully in his palms?

But seeing the impatient look, Ava dares not push further: “It’s okay--”

The car started before she could even finish, leaving her mumble landing on the ground with no one to hear--

“…I’ll wait for you there…”