She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Scarlett's POV

I asked Sebastian to come to the party with me. Well, I told Sebastian about it, and he tagged along against my suggestion.

"Since when have you been interested in disco bars?" Sebastian tries to hide his impatience. Effort in vain. He prefers quiet ones.

"No one even invited you," I roll my eyes, looking around for Oliver.

"I want to be with YOU," He grunts, following me tightly as he tries to avoid making contact with anyone, an annoyed look on his face, "It could have been at home--"

"I couldn't have been because I wasn't planning on going home with you," I wheel on him, somehow, in the crowd, "I said you have a chance, under the condition that you won't put Ava Fuller above me. I'm not just going back to be your tamed little wife, not again!"

"I know, I know!" He raises both his hands, smiling tamely, "I'm sorry. You can at least come home to sleep, no? I won't be there."

"So what, now I'm chasing you out of your own house?" I shake my head, but before we can get to a conclusion, a guy presses close to us--

"Scarlett! I'm so glad that you are here!" Oliver Scott's huge bright grin almost pressed to my face, "This way!"

Sebastian grabs my waist and pinpoints me where I am when I follow Oliver Scott.

Oliver Scott like a pissed

him secretly, and he just pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered Ex here and he goes and attacks my

Scott looks surprised, but not even a shade of being offended on

knows Sebastian's

not to, but Oliver Scott's words still pour cold water down my head. What am I doing?! In Sebastian's arms like a 17-year-old who dates a boy for the first time? I'm being too easily swayed, and I should be more careful. I'm trying to

I know he knows it's about Ava, and to avoid seeing his sorrowful look, I lower my head and follow Oliver. Ava is an issue between us, and it's bigger than I thought when I agreed to try it again with Sebastian in an impulse. Now he knows if

is not

the crowded dance floor, Oliver leads me to a table in the corner. He bows at me with a please gesture, so I sit

meeting you here, Mrs.

I recognize Damian Vanderbilt's voice. Wait, is he why Oliver Scott invited me here?? I look over at Oliver Scott with a stunned look, and he

can't believe I thought he invited

it's not! He is just as

I.ne

evil friend, if not more! Why would Damian Vanderbilt invite me here with all this trouble? Is he getting suspicious about me already? He has been visiting

a lot recently, so

still

blurt out of nowhere. Though, I don't know where he