Chapter 145 Damian’s Attention

Scarlett’s POV “You are leaving?”

I look away reluctantly from Jack Fuller’s closed door when Sebastian’s voice raises. I look over, only to see Lucas standing by near us. My little suitcase was beside him.

I have been moving around so much recently, even since I found out about the baby that day. The only thing feeling homey is that suitcase.

“No, I’m not,” I dodge Sebastian’s eyes.

He would try to get me to move back with him if I answered yes. I don’t want to waste time on such a talk.

I wanted to move out because I had got everything I wanted from Jack Fuller. But now with Mom’s stuff almost within my reach, I can’t help my mind turning fast about how to get it. I want Mom’s necklace. I hate the fact that it’s on Ava’s neck, especially when I know it would be harder to get it from Jack Fuller now.

“You are not a good liar,” Sebastian sighs with a bitter smile, seeing through me, “I know better than to force you. I just...” He frowns, lowering his eyelashes to hide the pain in his eyes before he continues, “I can move out if that’s what it takes for you to move back in.”

“I’m not moving ‘back‘ anywhere–!”

“The house is under your name,” Sebastian says calmly, knowing what I would say before I even finish, Even if you insist on a divorce, you are leaving with half of whatever I own, so.”

I turn around, glaring at him.

”

This man. He is just stubborn and arrogant and dominant and stubborn! Stubborn twice! He is as considerate as how cruel he was to me. I’m no longer sure if he really didn’t know he was hurting me, but I can’t take this bet with the life of my baby.

“Did you even read the divorce paper I signed?” I frown at him.

“You took nothing, I saw, and I changed the clause to splitting everything with you,” He curves his lips bitterly, “You tore that one up. Feeling pitiful?”

I roll my eyes.

“Guess not...” Sebastian smiles bitterly, mumbling to himself more than speaking to me, “Your heart is harder than a stone. Once you made up your mind to leave, nothing could turn you around...the lease of all money. You loved like fire, but when you hate, you hate like the coldest ice.”

“Nothing is a legit enough reason to stay in a marriage but love,” I say coldly, “I learned it the hard way.”

“–”

“Please, don’t say that word to me,” I cut him off. Remaining decent is the most mercy I can give him and I don’t promise to be able to if he dares say he loves me now, “You are wrong. Ldon’t hate you. I hate myself for allowing you to walk over me. But if you insult me with this lie, I WILL hate you.”

Sebastián gazes at me sorrowfully, pain in his eyes.

“People change, Scar,” He squeezes these words out slowly, “You changed me. What am I supposed to do when you just up and leave after you changed my heart into loving you?”

“You do NOT, love me!” I hiss at him. Even though I stopped loving him, this man still riles me up easily,” You have no idea what that word means to me, and you have no idea how much I paid for that word! You do not have the right to use that word on me, not when Ava still takes up most of your heart! You don’t get to love anyone, not when you can’t promise your full heart in exchange! I–”

I want to keep on bursting out, but I feel a pair of eyes on me, and I turn, only to see Damian Vanderbilt’s eagle eyes on me. He looked like he was on his way leaving, but now he takes a champagne from a waiter and sits down not far from us.

“What?!” I frown at him. My gratitude to him burned out when I realized he didn’t care about that dress he gave Lilith at all. Lilith took that to heart and couldn’t stop talking about him only until recently, and here he is, forgetting all about Lilith and Ava and actually just defending Ava!

“Karma is a bitch, little girl,” He snorts at me coldly, tipping his glass in Sebastian’s direction, his icy purple eyes landing on Sebastian with a condescending look, “You are into Ava Fuller?”

Another prey in Ava’s pocket. You have to give it to her She is good.

“I’m not,” Sebastian says simply, taking my waist naturally as his tone takes a sudden hostile turn, “She is my wife, and you don’t talk to her like that.”