NovelEnglishRosalie said it resolutely, leaving no room for negotiation.
Christopher nodded. "Alright. Thanks for your trust in me, Rose. I'll give you a clear answer in tto come, I promise." The two of them were so engrossed in conversation that they didn't notice Sebastian hiding around the corner. Shock and disbelief registered in his eyes as his countenance turned grimmer by the second. His fingers gripped the metal pieces on the decorative wall he was hiding behind, and he tugged them hard.
Blood started seeping from his palm.
Rosalie returned to the hall, but couldn't find Sebastian there. She was about to look for him, when she heard someone behind her.
"Rose." "Seb," Rosalie said, stepping forward. "Where..." She was about to ask him where he went, when she noticed that his palm was bleeding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Seb, why is your hand injured?" she exclaimed, panicked.
Sebastian's vision suddenly cinto focus, and he flashed her a smile. "It was my mistake. I was clumsy, and accidentally broke a vase. I picked up the shards with my bare hands and accidentally cut myself." Rosalie pulled Sebastian's wrist. "Seb, cwith me. I'll treat your wound for you." Instead of blaming him for being careless, she quickly got him to sit down before turning around to find a first-aid kit.
Sebastian saw the panic and worry on Rosalie's face, and feelings of tenderness flashed past the depths of his heart. Very soon, however, his brows arched as his face turned cold and dark, like the chilling wind in a wintery night.
When Rosalie cback, she had a first-aid kit in hand. She deftly applied ointment on Sebastian's wound, disinfected it, and bandaged it.
Sebastian sighed inwardly as he stared at the woman before him.
Why did the truth turn out like this? He would rather Rosalie betray him and be pregnant with someone else's child than for the truth to be like this.
At the very least, had she betrayed him, he had a reason to ask her to make it up to him.
Yet, their marriage turned out to be fake.
He lost his memory, and forgot about that.
She had said to someone else that she would one day divorce him so resolutely.
To think the woman he loved, the marriage he believed in, and the lover he trusted were all fake. His feelings and emotions were nothing but a pitiful joke.
No, not pitiful-hilarious. It was the e funniest joke in the world. He was a clown and everyone was looking at him like he was a pitiful worm, acting along with him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven his beloved woman was putting on an act.
'Sebastian', he thought to himself, 'Turns out that you're such a joke. They all see you as a pitiful worm, but you remain so ignorant.' Rosalie bandaged Sebastian's wound with utmost care. She released his hand and looked at him to ask, "Seb, how do you feel? Does it still hurt?"
Sebastian snapped back to attention, and shook his head. "No, it doesn't hurt care Vore/I'm sorry for being so careless."
"Why are you apologizing to me? You certainly didn't do it on purpose.n wouldn't blyou." The content is Nbldo ikon on novelenglish.net! "But you're worried about me. It's my fault for making you worry."
The lowly and cautious look on Sebastian's face made Rosalie sigh. "Seb, you don't need to be so ful around me, or keep apologizing. You didn't do anything wrong." Sebastian smiled. "But..." He stopped.
"But what?" Rosalie asked.
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