She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Chapter 53

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Scarlett's POV

It's a bit ridiculous to hear Ava accusing Sebastian of loving me, but in some way, I know where she's coming from.

Sebastian has always loved her, but she was far from his only girl.

Ava is on

one year older than me and three years younger than Sebastion. To teenager, three years is a

long gap. For a very long time, Sebastian only saw Ava as a little sister that he wanted to protect, not a lover. I know because he had his share of girlfriends throughout highschool, even college.

It wasn't until I married him that I got to know: Sebastian broke up with those girls, often at Ava's request.

Apparently his girlfriends tend to grow a habit of bullying Ava. Being Ava's "biggest bully", I don't know how much of those stories are true.

I feel sorry for those girls dating a guy who doesn't have a whole heart to give, but who am I feeling pity for? I chose myself a guy who had no sherd of his heart to spare for me.

even if Ava framed them on purpose, I sort of understand - it's one of the hardest things to do on earth, to watch the guy who is supposed to be yours, who says they love you, to be with another. I know. I got myself five

more sour than mine, exactly because she would think that she's entitled to

me the most-I never

Granny. That's why I never had even-suspected that Sebastian would have proposed to Ava - they weren't even in a relationship at

confessed her feelings to him first in high school. At least, the

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of events happened after that, but Ava ended up refusing to be with Sebastian saying, she didn't want to be a burden, so she wouldn't get into a relationship with anyone if she was going to be the fragile doll that can

explain why Sebastian is not

and clear, "I don't take marriage lightly, Ava,

No warm smile, no joking or anything. Ava is not used to

Safely." Sebastian watches Ava calmly, and she has to get on the car with a reluctant pout, her face so sullen

bit awkward to be here, to be honest. I hardly see trouble

"Here you are,"

bag out of his car. I reach out instantly, and he pulls it back. I frown and look up at him, and

I gave it to him, except our positions have

asks, his tone heavy with...sorrow? Not much, but I can tell. I practiced years of reading his expression, and this is one I have

wish only a few days ago. But I don't taste a win. I'm just reminded of the bitter taste that almost brought me to tears when I made the same request. I remember how all I wanted was for him