Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 11

Sebastian's expression barely changed, but his dark, deep-set eyes settled on Raelynn with a clear hint of displeasure.

Julian and Leo froze.

Wasn't Raelynn being a little too harsh?

Was this a new, calculating tactic to grab Sebastian's attention?

And a public apology?

Wasn't that just a deliberate attempt to publicly smear Seraphina Vance?

Seraphina's face fell. Looking like a complete victim, she forced a tight smile. "Raelynn, haven't you made enough of a scene?"

Raelynn saw her self-righteous look and marveled at her ability to play the victim.

If people wanted to believe a lie, she wasn't going to waste an ounce of energy trying to explain herself.

They were getting divorced anyway; getting tangled up with terrible people would only give her a headache.

Raelynn turned to leave.

But as she walked past Sebastian, the man's cold eyes locked onto her. A faint, unreadable smirk tugged at his lips.

He spoke slowly, "Is this some kind of act?"

Raelynn didn't process it for a second. "What?"

Sebastian's eyes narrowed with a mocking glint. "Why aren't you arguing back now?"

Wasn't she just acting so tough?

Raelynn understood, and a lump formed in her throat.

She was being provoked.

Every single emotion she showed—whether it was hysteria, a breakdown, or just numb, desperate surrender—was nothing but a manipulative scheme in his eyes?

Even if she were so furious she was practically dying inside, he would just call it "acting."

She wasn't like Seraphina, who had the confidence of a whole crowd backing her up.

Arguing further would only make her look more pathetic.

Besides.

Sebastian thought she was still "making a scene," scolding her for being unreasonable.

No matter what she said or did, he wouldn't believe a word of it.

Why waste her breath?

She slowly calmed down, drained of the energy to fight, and gave a compliant nod. "Then I wish you both the best. Is that enough?"

Regardless of his reaction, she walked away without looking back.

Three months—

Sebastian was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding his phone up in a video call. In a flashing glimpse of the screen, Raelynn saw Seraphina's face.

They looked like... a couple deeply in love, wanting to see each other every second of the day.

Sebastian frowned at her. In a cold, flat tone, he asked, "Why didn't you knock?"

The question stunned Raelynn.

She was his wife, standing in the home she had lived in for seven years, and suddenly, because he was having a passionate romance with Seraphina, there was a new rule about knocking?

"Get out!" Sebastian ordered sharply.

As if she had come here specifically to eavesdrop.

Raelynn's heart violently contracted.

Instinctively, she stepped back and closed the door.

She wasn't a masochist; she didn't need to force herself into the front row to hear how sweet her husband's affair was.

Downstairs.

The housekeeper, Mary, heard the commotion and walked out.

Seeing her, Mary immediately said, "Mrs. Croix, Grandma is on the phone."

Raelynn glanced at the landline in the living room.