Chapter 37
037 The Loving Birds Show
Scarlett's POV
| don't really want to go.
| don't know how to face Granny.
| was the one who asked for this marriage, and | was the one ending it. Well, | was the one ending it because he
never was in it. But | do owe Granny. She really tried to get to know me, and she changed from being mad at me
to acceptinginto her family. She has treate | don't know how to tell her about the divorce.
The only console is, Sebastian promised that he wouldn't announce the news before Granny's birthday party.
| think that's why he has been delaying his signature. Granny wants us to be happy, truly
"Why the long face?" Aurora nips my face tauntingly, "You look like you are not going to a party, but your death
execution."
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Yeah, a'party where Sebastian would be, and surely Ava and probably Gabriel. If there is any difference between
that and death execution, it's that the latter is painless.
"Thanks for coming with me, Aurora..." | put my head on her shoulder, mumbling. | hate taxis, especially in the
city. They drive crazy, and | lose a life every t| get car sick. | suspect the baby also gets carsick easily
because ever since | found out that | was pregnant, | fe "Sorry about the taxi, Scar..." Aurora pats my head and
letsclose my eyes on her
houlder, "Damn that red-light runner! Or | would have driven you myself..."
As a former racer, Aurora has absolute control when driving, and she's the only driver who doesn't getcar
sick. She got into a car accident recently. Not too big a deal, but she can't drive it until she gets her bumper
fixed. "I'm fine..." | close my eyes to steady my breath.
It's not the ride that I'm worried about. It's the destination.
The party is held at the Plaza Hotel. | arranged everything, from the guest list to Granny's favorite caterer. When
we arrived at 7 PM, the square in front was packed, and the driver had to pull up by the side of the road.
"Just great!" Aurora complains, flipping the driver as he grunts at us for making him cto such a busy street.
| really want to sit down on the ground. But | can't. Not in the formal dress. Usually Sebastian
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would be the one drivinghere, and we would pull up all the way to the building. Not that I think about it, |
never got car sick when he drove either.
Attending Granny's birthday party was one of the few days in our long, tormenting marriage. that wasn't too
hard. He wanted to show a harmonious image in front of that child-
like old lady, and he knew | was a bad liar, so he would try his best to comply withthat day, making sure |
would be in a good mood,
What a dream | lived. Looking back now, all | could see are the countless holes in the cocoon of lies | made
myself.
Putting my weight on Aurora, | walk slowly to calm the nauseous
feeling. Cold sweat broke out on my back, chill in the dusk's breeze. | shiver, wondering if it's noticeable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarrying a little troublemaker around is NOT easy! Though | can't feel his weight yet, | never felt the safter |
got the news. I'm growing close to him. | feel him.
"Scar!"
My step pauses at Ava's shout, hesitating to turn around. But Aurora has already stopped.
| turn around, and fury lights in my chest that I almost laugh out loud - Sebastian's car pulle up toand
Aurora. Ava's head sticking out from shotgun.
So his "I don't have tto pick you up today, can you ask Aurora to drive you?" is because his twas
arranged for Ava? Why am | even surprised at this point?! Even though he was the one who askedto hide our
divorce from Granny. Even though HE askedto "Where is your car?" Ava puts on her innocent act, asking me
with a caring tone, "Want to hop in? Seb wouldn't mind."
He would, or he would have pickedup.
I look over at the driver's side, but | can't see his expression. Part ofwants to hop in just to annoy the mean
love birds. But | have done that.
| shake my head slowly, disappointed at him and at the stat myself for still minding Ava at this point. | «
have chosen to let go, so why allow them to keep on bothering me?