Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Chapter 302 The Mate Announcement

Cecilia’s pov

I nearly dropped my serving tray when Sebastian casually dropped that bomb.

My heart skipped a beat, and for a split second, I wasn’t sure if I should run back into the kitchen or fling the tray at his head.

My parents froze like someone had hit pause on a movie. They stared at each other, completely panicked.

Grandma didn’t even blink. She smiled, eyes warm but sharp, already sizing Sebastian up like he was a painting in a gallery.

"This one’s got movie star looks," she said to my mom, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "That skin, those features. He could’ve walked right out of a fashion ad."

Sebastian gave a polite smile. "Thanks, but honestly, I’m pretty normal once you get to know me." He said it easily, like someone used to getting compliments. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Simon, who had finally shaken off Tang’s awkward attempts to stall him, took that as his cue to jump in.

"Hi, Grandma Helena, remember me?" he said with a big smile. "I was at your house when I was a kid. Cecilia was there too."

His voice was bright, just a little too loud. He stood up straighter, chest puffed slightly, like he was stepping into a spotlight.

I blinked. Did he? I honestly had no memory of that.

Sebastian didn’t miss a beat. He kept smiling, looking more amused than threatened, like he was watching a badly written soap opera unfold in real time.

Helena squinted at Simon, trying to place him. Then her eyes lit up.

Her smile widened with theatrical delight, the kind she reserved for people she only sort of remembered but wanted to flatter anyway.

"Oh! Little Simon!" she said, smiling wide. "You and your mom came by years ago. You were such a sweet kid, always fussing over Cece and calling her your little princess. She must’ve been, what, two?"

Simon lit up like he’d just won something.

"Your memory is incredible, Grandma Helena," he said, clearly proud she remembered.

Sebastian tilted his head, still smiling. "So Dr. Foster really is as sharp as they say," he said, voice smooth as honey. "You must be a neurosurgeon, right? With a memory like that, I’m guessing you’ve upgraded your own brain."

The sarcasm hung in the air, thick enough to slice with a knife.

Simon’s smile faltered, just slightly. The room tensed. Even Grandma’s expression shifted, her eyes flicking between the two men.

Sebastian’ s tone had been polite, but the edge underneath it was impossible to miss.

"Grandma!" I called, stepping in from the kitchen. I gave her a quick hug and gently steered her away. "Can you take a look at the roast? I think it needs a little more salt."

She gave me a knowing look but let me guide her, patting my hand as she walked. I could still feel the tension buzzing behind me like static.

Esther shifted in her seat, clearly uneasy. This dinner had been her idea. She wanted a smooth, quiet way to introduce Sebastian to Helena and show support for Cecilia’s decision.

But then Simon showed up out of nowhere and ruined everything. To make it worse, she had once told Simon she’d try to steer Cecilia toward him. Now she couldn’t even look at him.

Helena, usually chatty, had gone quiet. She poked at her food, then said, "This roast is delicious. Is it beef tenderloin?"

Esther leaned over and glanced at the plate. "That’s actually grilled salmon."

"Oh! Ha! Well, I must need new glasses."

She moved on to the next dish. "And this kale salad? Amazing. So fresh."

The compliment might have landed better if she’d actually taken a bite.

The table talk was thin, and the silences in between dragged.

Sebastian, however, stayed completely at ease.

His posture was relaxed, but his eyes missed nothing. He moved like someone who was used to tension and knew exactly how to rise above it.

He carefully cut a piece of salmon with practiced ease, then placed it on Cecilia’s plate without saying a word.