As I reflected on everything, a dull ache pulsed in my chest.
I quickly pulled my hand away from Sebastian’s grasp. He looked surprised.
I thought about Sebastian’s grandfather, Wayne Chesson. Over the years, he hadn’t allowed me back into the Chesson residence, but he’d never forced Sebastian to divorce me either.
I figured that I should at least see him before the divorce. So, I nodded and said, “Alright.”
But on Wayne’s birthday, Sebastian texted me, “Something came up. Just grab a cab to the house.”
It was pouring, and cabs were impossible to find. I stood in the rain for an hour. By the time I arrived at the Chesson residence, the other guests were already there.
As soon as I stepped inside, Liam walked over with his signature sneer. He remarked, “You’re even late to Mr. Chesson Senior’s birthday party. No wonder the Chesson family’s never accepted you.”
He chuckled, full of malice. “Roxanne showed up early, holding hands with Sebastian, by the way. What a picture-perfect couple. Seriously, how can you even compare?”
So that was why we couldn’t leave together. Sebastian had gone to pick up Roxanne.
However, I felt nothing. It was as if I had gone numb.
I ignored Liam and gracefully approached Wayne, wishing him, “Happy birthday.”
Sebastian knocked the gift box right out of my hand in irritation. He snapped, “I already got him something.”
He probably thought I had brought something cheap and embarrassing.
