Scarlett’s POVSebastian puts his phone between us, on speaker.Quietly, I hug my knees, and curl my toes so they wouldn’t touch his phone. He shoots me a meaningful glance as he answers Ava: “I’ll call Jack before sending a doctor over. Take some rest if you can, or you won’t be able to attend your own birthday party--”Ava burst into crying and I flinch away from the phone.Sebastian takes his phone and puts it on the side away from me. He sits a bit closer to me and puts his warm hand on my shin, kneading slowly with a gentle force. I wrinkle my nose at him, typing on my phone:[You are just doing this for the baby’s sake!]He almost laughs out loud when I show him my screen, and he has to clear his throat to cover the laugh.“Sebastian?” Ava’s wronged murmur comes through, urging when he doesn’t reply in time.“Sorry, what did you say?” Sebastian blinks at his phone, totally absent-minded. I didn’t notice either.“I--” Ava hesitates, her tone unsure with a shred of shock, “Am I on
Scarlett’s POV“I’m sorry...” Sebastian grabs the frame of our door, so hard his fingers turn white. “I-- I...”He stutters for long, but no words come out.What COULD he say? Hours. Only a few HOURS after he told her no, he is on his way to see her, in the middle of the night.Because Ava cut her own wrist.“I...I won’t do anything inappropriate with her. I just...” With utter struggle in his eyes, Sebastian explains, to me, or to himself, “I mean, you can come along if you--”I cock my eyebrows and he instantly adds: “I’m sorry! I don’t mean that, I’m not asking you to come and help her! I swear!”I sigh. Only a few hours ago, I thought we could start over. I thought if Sebastian would take my side against Ava, then maybe we do have a chance at holding together a family. I was wrong. So long as Ava exists in his heart, she could drill a hole in our family no matter how generous I be.“I want to believe you, but what would you do if she really is dying of blood loss?” I look at him,
Hey Guys!I finished a batch of modifications today, and sorted out some issues and the pace of the story.The chapters with "[Mod]" mean content in that chapter is changed; Two chapters have "[Add]" in front of them, I moved things around and paced up, cut out two chapters of redundant stuff, and added them. (So no extra charges are needed, and you can see the new content as of now).Hope the modification makes more sense, and hope new readers can enjoy the fixed ride!Nyx
Scarlett’s POVWell, okay if the “soon” is like five minutes!I barely even sat down in bed before he came back. I didn’t even hear the sound of his engine coming closer. I didn’t hear anything until he opened the door. I mean, I didn’t notice if he had driven out at all because I was upset. Maybe he never even left.“I’m still upset, even if you just left for five minutes!” I grumble to myself, counting the seconds after I heard him close the door downstairs.I totally failed to suppress my lips from curving up.I didn’t think he would come back. I mean, it’s Ava’s life at stake. I was surprised enough that he didn’t ask me to go and help her.I don’t know if he would come back if I wasn’t pregnant, but even if he did it mostly for the baby...Maybe we do have a chance at making the marriage work.I didn’t know he cared about the baby so much. After hanging up with Ava, the jerk dragged me for a million questions about the baby. I didn’t know one could be so curious about so plain th
Scarlett’s POVI force my brain to not think about how likely it would be that Sebastian was the one who dug up my old art box out of reminiscence, kept it close to where he sleeps, and cared for it.Saving my baby is the most important thing right now. A weapon is just a last resort. I really wish I didn’t have to use it. I have no intention of fighting anyone with a several-pounder in my belly.Calling for help would be ideal. But how? How, without my phone?My eyes land on the window -- the security system. Any window or door damaged in the house, would instantly trigger an alarm. The emergency phone number registered is mine, so if I don’t ignore it or shut down the alarm, the security company would come over and check.But breaking the window means exposing my existence.I need to trigger the alarm as soon as possible, but once it’s triggered, whoever is in the house will all come for me. How long could I survive against them? But I would have zero chances if they found me first.
Sebastian’s POVI can’t chase Scar’s sorrowful look out of my head.The more I try to hear her and feel her, the more I realize how impossible it is to make amends. I thought I guarded my bottom line as a husband when I was with Ava, but I failed to see that every minute when I was away, was eating away the affection, the trust, the happiness of my wife.She loved me when we were married, but that sparkle extinguished in her eyes, then it was the light of happiness when she sees me, then the trust in her eyes was replaced with disappointment.The disappointment I saw when I left her today.She was just starting to smile at me again.I dare not to even imagine how much courage it took her to break the news about our baby to me. At that moment, I didn’t see the happiness of having the fruit of our marriage growing inside her. I didn’t see the excitement of a woman experiencing being a mom for the first time. I saw only fear in her eyes.FEAR. I saw fear, in my wife’s eyes, when she told
Sebastian’s POV“What happened?” I ask Jack Fuller. Something triggered Ava. She only saw Scar and I earlier today, and she was fine leaving in her newfound brother’s arms.“She was calling you before we found her in her room, blood-soaked,” Jack Fuller nails his resentment-filled eyes at me, “So you tell me, what happened to my daughter?! She LOVED you!”His voice lost shape when he burst out the word love, and it was the first moment I realized that--She didn’t love me. She never did. She WANTED me.She demanded my time, my love, my indulgence, and she would be happy only when she got something she wanted from me. She never cared about what I wanted, not like Scar did.“I’ll go see her,” I open the door to her ward, not wanting to waste time on Jack Fuller.The ward is completely dark and quiet. Ava is curling up under the cover, facing us with her back. Hard to tell whether she is asleep, or just upset and refusing to talk.“She just fell asleep, waiting for you,” Jack Fuller bloc
Jack Fuller’s POVAva didn’t cut her wrist. She just wanted an excuse to see Sebastian.We found out about that after we got her to the hospital. I can’t believe our daughter, the little innocent girl that we have been protected so carefully with all we have, would one day play us with a joke of her life. But what options do we have when all your little girl wants is a talk with the man she loved with her life?Do I have any other choice but to play along? I don’t. Just like twenty years ago.I don’t know why she is so obsessed with Sebastian Knight, but I mean, what can a father do? He is rich, has a pretty face, and top of all, he really cares about her, a lot. That much I can see. Besides, I’m not exactly against his help to the family business either.But he has no longer been into her recently. Scarlett finally did it. She stole his heart. Everyone could see that. Everyone but Ava.And she is not okay with that.It’s my fault. I failed to make Ava and Scarlett real sisters. My gu