She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

029 Take Her Home Scarlett's POVOriginal from NôvelDrama.Org.

Long after Damon left, I'm still standing on the street corner with Aurora, showering in the no-longer-too- warm breeze of the end of summer because she is staring in the direction where his car has left.

"Someone is smittennnn," I tease when I have to rub my arms to keep warm, "do you want me to call 911 to arrange a date for you?"

"What?!" Aurora snaps out of it, exclaiming, "What are you talking about"

"Umm, the elephant on the street???" I follow her as she strides in to dodge my eyes, "Since when?!

"I'm not into him!" Aurora shouts with red ear tips, "You"

She suddenly stops, and I giggle as I follow her sight to look, only to freeze where I am.

Sebastian, leaning against the wall elegantly beside the elevator. He bends his swan neck a little, his soulful eyes

on the ground as if in deep thought. His hands are in his pants pockets, and he has one leg curled up a little with the tip of his shining shoes pointed at the ground. Damn peacock. He has to look good even in an elevator lobby at midnight.

Sebastian stands straight, moving his shoulders a bit as if they are stiff for remaining in the same position for too long. He comes at us, stops at a distance, and waits.

Okay, so he wants a talk. I become fluent in his body language. Five years is long enough to master any major, in this case, cold billionaire body language.

"Aurora, can you give us a minute?" I whisper to her.

As fluent as I am in reading his mind, I can't fathom what it could be for the busy billionaire to come here at such a time, just to wait for me. If it's Ava, he would just summon me to a hospital, or Jack Fuller would. If it's about the divorce papers, contacting my lawyer would b I don't want to get on his bad side...I mean, any more than I already am. If I keep the baby, then it's better if we can stay on a friendly terms.

To my surprise, Aurora is not moving: "No, not after tonight. He has something to say? Say it to my face!"

Sebastian cocks his eyebrow at Aurora's reaction. They don't like each other, but they weren't exactly enemies before, either.

"I KNEW telling them about the donation would cause a problem.

....

"He is not here to summon me," I pull Aurora to the side, whispering, "Besides, he is a victim in this, too. I didn't tell you those things to entice hatred, okay?"

"You don't still love him, do you?!" Aurora grunts back in a whisper too, supressing her upset with hardship, "1-forget it! I'll leave you to it this time, but we need a talk!"

Giving Sebastian a nasty glare, Aurora clicks her high heels to the elevator, leaving me and Sebastian in the lobby.

"What's with her? Sebastian frowns with confusion, nadding in the elevator's direction.

029 Take Her Home

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"You imagine she likes how you have been treating me?" I shrug indifferently, "Why are you here?? Sebastian purses his lips again. He is bothered by something, usually by something I did or said. Usually this is where I squeeze that out of him, apologize, and make amend but...

I realize I don't care anymore. A part of me died that day when he pushed me to the ground, and luckily, it's the part that has been hurting for a very long time.

I'm healing now.

"She..." Rarely, Sebastian hesitates with his words, "She wasn't like that before..."

I snort coldly. Does he even hear himself?

"So you know you have been treating me horribly this whole time? Well, consider her friendly attitude before a lucky-to-have, okay?" I fold my arms, getting impatient, "If you don't have anything important to say, then I'm going home." "Really?" He smiles, only to drop his face one second later, "Ohh, you mean....her home."

Clear that your

?" You have made it house was not my home. I thought in my mind, but I didn't find it necessary to say it out loud. It's over now. Bitching about anything would only make things more sour

"Tsk," He clicks his tongue, looking bothered as he darts his eyes around, as if unable to make up mind before he finally looks back at me, "I'm here to take you home, Scar."

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