Scarlett’s POV“What?” I shouldn’t have, but I laughed out loud.Even for Ava, it’s a bit too dramatic.“You, want, her, dead,” Gabriel says with a stone-cold voice. He is actually serious. His gang shoots me the disdain looks as if among them, a group of bullies, I’m the most wicked.“Did Ava mention that the last time I saw her was in her dear daddy’s study? With her daddy, mummy, and her Romeo all around her?”“So?” Gabriel is not laughing, nor getting my implication.“So?” I cock my eyebrow, knowing if I roll my eyes right now I would definitely piss him off so I dare not, “So how do you even imagine that I could even lay a finger on her with her army protecting her?”“You didn’t lay a finger on her?” Gabriel stands up and walks to me in a dangerous stride, his tone getting meaner and colder, “Sure, not A finger. You left a fucking handprint on her forearm!”I frown. I did try to grab her arm, but I barely even closed my grip before Sebastian pushed me down onto the floor. How the
Sebastian’s POVScar stayed at Aurora’s for three days straight, completely shutting me out.I know I really messed up this time. I ignored the desperation in her eyes when she gave me the divorce papers, and saw only dramatic tricks like how she always does. Except this time when I tried to call her bluff, it wasn’t one.I try to stay to my routine, but it’s not the same.Scar keeps the dinner table clean except when we eat, and it has been clean in the past three days. But it feels colder. The bed feels colder. The whole house is colder. I have been going home to eat, to sleep, to change my clothes, but I don’t feel like going home. The house suddenly feels empty now.It feels worse than a hotel room.I don’t know what she is doing to me. If just to make me feel bad, then she did it.I don’t want to bear the punishment. I bury myself in work, and I left as late as I can before I come to this bar. I have heard stories about guys coming to get drunk after a divorce, and I used to snort
Scarlett’s POV“Stay back!” I shout, no longer care about attracting attention.“No one can save you,” Gabriel laughs, “No one will. You know why? Because you are THAT notorious, as much as your evilness deserves.”He strides over and I grab the beer bottle I have been glancing at. I knock it onto the table and get a weapon out of it.“Stay, back!” I point the sharp broken glass at Gabriel, backing as he approaches closer.“I dare you to try, my dear little sister,” Gabriel raises his head and shows his throat at me, “Be the murderer that you are, and let everyone see!”“You come one step closer, and I will stab this into MY throat!” I point the glass under my own jaw, “You know I will die because there won’t be enough blood for me in this city!”Gabriel bursts into laughter so hard that tears come out of him.“Seriously?” Gabriel laughs, not forgetting to point his damn camera still on me, “You think I’d care if you hurt yourself? I have got evidence shooting right now, showing that i
Scarlett’s POV“For a drink,” I shrug, leaving. I didn’t want to talk to him, but getting words out of my body finally got me to get back in control of my shaken body.Suddenly Sebastian grips my chin and raises my head in his direction, tilting his head at me with a frown: “You cut yourself.”“Let go,” I push his hand with a frown, but he won’t let go.I would be so happy before, if his attention could land on me like this. But not anymore. I don’t like him touching me at will as if I am still his belongings. I was. Not anymore.My hand might have shaken when I pressed the bottle under my jaw. I didn’t know it would be so sharp. But he fixes my head in that position more like to force me to look at him, rather than checking my wound.“Did you mention my wound to help, or you just want to watch me bleed to death?”Glaring at him, I claw his wrist. He clicks his tongue as he lets go.Taking a deep breath to calm down, I restrain myself from rolling my eyes. But again, Sebastian raises a
Scarlett’s POV“Will you lower your voice?!” Sebastian grunts at the knucklehead.When you are rich enough, you automatically become a celebrity. Celebrities like Sebastian, their marital status can make a huge impact on their business if it got out the wrong way. I did think about this, and I thought it wouldn’t be a problem, but I shouldn’t have told Adrian, not before Sebastian made the official announcement.Going to leave, but I stop and add to him: “Sorry I announced it before you could make it official. But you are on a clock now. So you might want to give your lawyer some homework for the night.”Adrian his nemesis, and Gabriel the knucklehead? They just might be the worst two people to know a secret Sebastian doesn’t want out.I don’t know if he was delaying out of distrust of the detailed clauses, or he just didn’t take it seriously. It can feel surreal to him, exactly because it has been something he has been longing for. Just like the baby’s news that I have been hiding beh
Scarlett’s POVI can’t help but glance at Sebastian, and surely enough, he is frowning at her. She HATES him! Why would she be here?! Why would she be here at THE moment I’m stuck with Sebastian? With my heart pounding hard, I turn around slowly.Then Aurora throws herself into me.“Scar! Are you alright?” Aurora grabs me and checks me head to toe, “I’m really really sorry! I was...caught up with somethin--What’s that smell on your hair-- OMG! You are bleeding!”I giggle, can barely breathe in Aurora’s attention in a machine-gun style.In that moment I feel like I traveled back in time. When Gabriel bullied me, Aurora would be the one attending to me while Lilith...I peek in Lilith’s direction sneakily, and her cold eyes catch mine like sharp knives. Those are the cold looks she gave me when she left my wedding with Sebastian. I lower my eyes quickly.Lilith is no longer in the picture.With the skills from her policeman of a big brother and the queen aura from ruling the kids on the
Sebastian’s POVI have never seen Scar so happy with her laughter reaching her eyes...when she left with her friends.She never laughs with me, she just smiles at me -- she used to smile at me, but not anymore. Not for months. But even before when she did, it was different from the laugh she had with her friends. Her smile at me was always timid and restrained, like a puppy scared of being hurt, but also desperately flatters people for food.She wasn’t happy with me. I made sure of that.I thought I was just “not loving” her. I didn’t. I don’t! And because of that, I never cared if I was hurting her. She forced my hand, and I used that to justify everything.The past three days were really rough for me.I couldn’t stop thinking about Scar’s accusation, of how horribly we have been treating her. I felt sick of myself every time I think of the phrase “blood vessel”. I kept searching in my memory for clues to justify my actions. Maybe she deserved it, maybe she brought that to herself, ma
Sebastian’s POV“Gab,” I pull his phone away, demanding, “I thought you want Scar to leave? Ava wants her gone.”“I want her to leave YOU, not the city!” Gabriel fights me for his phone, “What if Ava needs her again?!”My blood runs cold.Is this really the Gab that I know? The popular homecoming king? The nice big brother that Ava always shows off? The friend who I thought could have my back?When he sees a girl, his own baby sister, nothing but an emergency help for Ava?A... blood vessel?“Calm down,” I can’t help my tone dropping cold, handing him his phone, “it was three days ago. By the way, that actually was what the whole fuss was about.”“Huh?” Gabriel calms down and blinks, seemingly surprised, “Ava told me it was something about mom...?”Yeah. About how Anna lured Scar back.“She hasn’t been talking about leaving for a long time now, ever since...” Gabriel glances at me, and immediately I realize the words he didn’t say--Ever since I married her. I feel sick again.“She has