Reborn to my engagement night by Baxter Walters

Chapter 215 He Finally Showed Up

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As Sebastian departed, Harriet seeined to sober up. She watched his silhouette disappear, feeling a deep, aching emptiness envelop her. The light in her eyes faded, leaving behind only a raw, unmistakable sense

of loss.

“Wesley, am I really that bad? Harriet’s voice was a whisper of sadness, tinged with the pain of rejection, as she fought back tears.

Wesley, unable to find his usual cheer in the face of her sorrow, sighed deeply before offering words of comfort. “Harriet, don’t overthink it. Honestly, you’re the best girl I’ve ever known. Not only are you stumming, but you’re also incredibly capable. There are countless people out there who would consider themselves lucky to have your affection.”

“Really?” Her laugh, bitter and mocking, filled the air. Her thoughts spirated.

If I’m as wonderful as Wesley says, then why doesn’t Sebastianant to spend time with me, especially when I’m drynk and vulnerable? Why does he rush to Madelyn’s side at the slightest hint of her distress?

Feeling a surge of melancholy, Harriet reached for a bottle of wine and raised her glass to Wesley. “Come on, let’s keep drinking,” she declared, trying to mask her sadness.

Wesley, his heart heavy at the sight of her pain, silently joined her. They continued to drink, one bottle after another, as Harriet’s spirits artificially rose with each glass.

As the night progressed, Harriet, fueled by alcohol, found herself drawn irresistibly to the dance floor. Wesley watched, his concern growing as she danced with abandon, visibly enjoying her drunken state. Despite his worries, he couldn’t bring himself to pull her away from her fleeting joy.

Eventually, after a night filled with unrestrained revelry they supported a tipsy Harriet as they made their

way out,

At Diamondel Hotel, the clock neared eleven in the evening, signaling the end of the gathering.

The banquet, initially meant to celebrate a joyous occasion, had soured, marred by complaints and dissatisfaction directed toward the Sherritt family.

The air was thick with grievances, and Rupert’s expression was one of deep displeasure.

However, just as the atmosphere reached a peak of tension, a tall, aloof figure entered. It was Sebastian.

“Here he comes; here comes Mr. Lockhart!” someone shouted, breaking through the tension.

felt like

Faces that had been marked by anger now lit up with joy and

mood.

sight of Sebastian, Rupert’s face lit up with elation, akin to discovering a treasure. Janessa was even more ecstatic, unable to contain her

finally made it! I knew you would come to my father’s birthday celebration,” she exclaimed with

sweetness.

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He Finally

watched,

quickly gathered around, offering warm

here. We’ve all been waiting for you for

it seems like you really

Frashe

with a devastated expression. Her gaze toward Janessa was filled with undisguised loathing. That

wanted nothing more than for the whole world to acknowledge Sebastian as her guest.

for doing me this favor. I’m sure

crowd agreed with eager

throat and addressed the guests in a frosty tone. “Please don’t misunderstand, I am

to Madelyn. With a gentle look of

mix of embarrassment and delight, lowered her

turned pale, a stark contrast to the lively scene

her.

you said earlier. Aren’t you and my daughter friends? After all, she specifically

with Sebastian.

sorry, but I’m not really acquainted with your daughter,” Sebastian clarified, his tone detached. “If there’s any connection, it’s only through her

it’s not like that… M–Madelyn, say something.” Janessa pleaded, her voice laced with desperation as she turned to

Madelyn couldn’t help but scoff, though she maintained a facade of annoyance. “Sebastian, how could you speak like

to her reprimand, coldly asked “My dear

hesitated, her expression troubled as she

growing impatient with the unfolding drama, simply scooped Madelyn up and carried her away, leaving the tumult behind.

profound silence enveloped the place. Then, laughter erupted among the guests.

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