All Chapters of She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Sebastian’s POV“If you are asking for that jerk, don’t.” Scar says coldly, the sharp, dangerous light back in her eyes, “HE abandoned HER five years ago.”He did? “You…Lilith said so?” I blink in shock.That man has been a mess ever since his little pet left him. I couldn’t imagine him being the one initiating the break-up, but then again, I didn’t know what happened to Lilith back then. She just came to me one day, offering to help me hide Alice from Johnny Vanderbilt because she needed to disappear from Damian, and I took her offer.Doesn’t matter. Alice is all that matters.“I mean… Damian is in the city. If Lilith comes back with-with the kid, they are bound to meet…”Not just Damian. Scar and Alice. They are bound to meet. And when that happens, I’m bound to lose my angles. Both of them.I close my eyes.I knew this day would come the day I lost Scar. Willing or not, I stole Alice from her. I kept the baby she risked her life to have away from her for five, years. For whatever r

Scar’s POV I’m meeting my Alice today! That’s the only good thing happening in this hellish city. Alice is Lilith’s daughter, also the little sun that shone the brightest light into the past five dark years. I spent barely a month in jail before I was transferred, mainly because my body was failing. It was a dark time for me. Postpartum depression. I couldn’t eat, and even if I did, my body wouldn’t take it. All I could remember from that black month was puke, dizzy, and blackouts. I heard that prison could be a dark place, but I didn’t even get to experience that part— Everyone avoided me because I looked like I would die on them if they even just laid one finger on me. After that I spent nine months in the hospital, and after that an asylum. Well, they decorated that as a “mental and physical reconstruction facility”, when I knew it was just another name for asylum. I know because I lost it, for a long while. For two years I couldn’t talk. I didn’t lose my voice, I know. Bu

Scar was already at the Fullers when Sebastian made it. The last time Sebastian was with her in Jack Fuller’s living room was five years ago now, yet he feels like it was only yesterday. It might have something to do with the fact that he barely lived a day since. Just surviving. Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed elegantly, Scar swings her foot lightly with an indifferent look. She is in a business set: white, tight blouse and straight short skirt. A pair of high heels, of course indicating one thing: She’s here for serious business. Just not the kind Jack Fuller looks forward to. That much is obvious because the owner of the living room sits right across Scar with every line of the muscle on his face stretched tight, as if facing a cannibal monster. He is scared, and he ought to be. Though Scar wouldn’t claim it, she’s still a Vanderbilt. Damian has all but thrown everything the Fuller had into fire in the past five years. Ava and her dad did little to improve Z-House’s

“Oh my poor Scarlett…” Anna Fuller grips her chest with a hand as if her heart pains, her soulful eyes filled with tears glimmering, “You had a few rough years, I know…I wanted to look for you but…” But Jack didn’t let me? But Ava would be heartbroken? Anna said none of those words, but knowing her too well, Scar knew what the indication was. Scar tilts her head, as if seeing Anna for the very first time in her life. In some way, yes. That’s how Anna Fuller talks. Painting herself as the most pitiful person in the world even when you are the real victim, at the same time indicating that someone else is at fault, anyone but her. She might have never told Scar to hate Jack Fuller, but every time when she “comforts” Scar, she paints another layer of hatred over Scar. Like when Jack Fuller ignores Scar, instead of sitting both of them down and talk it out like a proper mom should, Anna would secretly go to Scar when no one else is around, and say things like, “It’s okay, baby, you st

For years Scar has been wondering where Ava got the lying and acting from without a hint. It was right under her nose. It was Anna Fuller, Ava’s mom who is so good at lying that Scar didn’t even notice anything wrong! Anna cost Scar’s mom, and Anna’s daughter took Scar’s baby! Like mother, like daughter! She won’t let them get away this time! She can’t unite with her mom and baby with peace before she gets justice from this pair of snakes! “You need to talk to your father, honey—” Anna Fuller reaches for Scar’s face like the perfect mom she paints herself to be. Sebastian pulls Scar back a step, blocking her with his body as he grunts warningly: “Anna, stop it.” She turned on the manipulating machine again. But Scar heard Anna already. Letting out a cold snort, Scar murmurs slowly: “My father…” The laughter is full of bitterness, anger, hatred and disappointment, everything but what should associated with that word. “Scar…” Sebastian tries to pull her close, but Scar remains wh