She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

127 Lashing Out

Scarlett’s POV

“No, thanks,” Noticing Ava’s stare I add, “I have to go and guard my plunder.”

Jack Fuller left the table when Ava teared up at her prince gulping in sweat. Anna Fuller sat through the dinner with us, mostly out of manner before she left the moment she was allowed to.

But not Ava. She stayed, and apparently, she had words for him, too.

It’s been a long day, and I need to make sure I have a bed to sleep in for the night. I wouldn’t be too surprised if Ava bought Alfred to mess up the room instead of cleaning.

“I’ll walk you to your room then,” He offers jokefully, adding before I could say no, “Or you’d rather talk about our deal here?”

“Seb…” Ava murmurs timidly as she approaches.

I swing off his hand, looking at him coldly to wait for his decision. I know what his decision would be. Ava knows too. The only one who doesn’t seem to know is him.

Ava nails her eyes on Sebastian, and he nails his on me. I leave. Love is a game big enough for only two, and I no longer want to play with them.

stopping me this

He cleaned out all her traces. Almost like she has not lived here. To make me feel at home maybe, he even moved some of the old things in from the attic. I’m actually

— my taste when I was too young to see the

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when I hadn’t found out the true color

I take a

pulls the album out from under my finger gently. He followed me up. I know I can upset Ava easily now, when Sebastian suddenly is hell–bent on maintaining our marriage; I know if I so much just nod,

it’s just

me anymore. There is ten years of hatred between us. And I’m not that helpless little girl either. I am too broken to even

a statement, and going through the album, Sebastian quickly puts it down as he explains

told her I need to keep a

turn around and look at him: “You think bullying her

not?” He

you sat with me on the dinner table instead of her, and announced me as your

Sebastian finally puts away that innocent smile, “I can see that you are not happy, but I don’t

it shouts at me how much you hated and tormented me!” I can’t raise my voice when the sourness kicks in, “It tells