She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 52

052 Promise To Ava

Sebastian’s POV

I don’t know what got into Scarlett. I mean, I do know. We wronged her, and she is upset. But how long would it last?! I never knew she could be so hard to talk to. Everything I say she has something sour waiting for me. I thought she wasn’t friendly with Ava, I was sourly mistaken.

She proved that she could be a thousand times meaner to Ava if she wanted to.

And what shocks me the most is, I can’t feel the burning anger that would got me to sign on those papers that I used to feel all the time.

“Ava, please, can you go with Alfred today?” I pull my phone out to call Alfred. I don’t have the energy to deal with the both of them today. I might not like it when we married, but I don’t like being rushed into a decision that I don’t feel like to make either. And Adrian is not helping.

Maybe it’s just men’s ridiculous ego clouding my judgment. But I just don’t want to let him have Scarlett. I hate the idea of him touching her, or any man, to be honest.

I hate to admit it, but I do enjoy sex with Scar.

She tastes different than any woman I have ever had. It wasn’t just “sex” with her, it WAS, making love. Even just, a one–way love. But she loved me, and with that sparkling in her purple eyes, all her soulful gazing, her tamed moans and even her fierce fights taste better.

I miss her.

know how horribly I was treating her, and she would never mention anything

fast, but Ava doesn’t budge. She stands there like a caprious child, glaring at me with tears in her

now, I’d have to pay for it in a minute- Scar is not saying anything anymore, but she

sigh, and suddenly she cuts me

were you ever going to marry me?” Ava demands, her voice cold like ice. I have never seen her like this before. In that moment

052 Promise To Ava

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never before. And it was also the first time Scar refused to help. Ava when we needed her bone

now, I

from a path to possibly share. I protect her out of habit, but I see the little

the first time Ava mentioned something

marriage “after” – if she can ever be cured; she has hinted several times that “there isn’t any more obstacle” between us now. In fact, she made me promise that I would marry her on the day of her surgery, saying

than safe. But I did say those words. I thought I

I wasn’t ready to deliver. Not even a white lie to comfort a patient going on to the surgery

five years away, and I have accepted