Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 273

This restaurant was incredibly popular on social media, and the crowd was diverse and lively.

Swept up in the romantic atmosphere, the onlookers naturally focused their attention on the couple, offering warm smiles and well-wishes.

Sebastian glanced at Seraphina, then gave a polite nod to the staff delivering the congratulations. "Thank you."

The restaurant had a policy of arranging special celebratory moments for guests with birthdays.

It easily commanded the attention of everyone nearby.

Seraphina basked in the spotlight, reveling in the feeling of being the center of attention.

"Happy birthday, miss," someone in the crowd called out warmly.

Seraphina smiled softly. "Thank you so much."

"Are you two together?" a woman at a neighboring table asked.

Seraphina cast a shy, demure look at Sebastian, who remained seated with his usual aristocratic poise.

The woman's dining companion quickly chimed in, "Maybe they're already married!"

More people turned to look at Seraphina, intrigued by the banter.

Seraphina let out a light laugh and gave an ambiguous reply. "Not married yet."

This sparked a chorus of playful teasing.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "With a woman this beautiful, you better lock her down soon!"

"Exactly! With genetics like yours, it'd be a crime to waste them," another added.

All eyes shifted to Sebastian.

His refined, handsome features remained unreadable. He simply offered a faint smirk and took a sip from his glass.

He didn't refuse the comments. Nor did he deny them.

Seraphina instantly caught onto his silent permission.

A fervent gleam flashed in her eyes. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she stared at him, feigning bashfulness. "You're all too kind. Today is just my birthday, but with all this pressure, it almost feels wrong if one of us doesn't propose."

She made it sound like a lighthearted joke.

Standing in the crowd, Raelynn witnessed the entire spectacle.

She could see right through it.

Seraphina was serious. She wanted to marry Sebastian. She wanted to force his hand.

Just as expected, Seraphina's comment sent the crowd into a frenzy of cheers.

People applauded her boldness and transparency.

Voices rose in encouragement. "Well then, why don't we act as your witnesses tonight?"

Caught up in the romantic spontaneity, the crowd loved the idea of playing matchmaker.

Clapping echoed across the terrace.

"Propose!"

"Propose!"

"Propose!"

In a matter of seconds, Seraphina and Sebastian had become the absolute main characters of the evening.

Even Raelynn hadn't anticipated this kind of development.

Standing amidst the deafening cheers, she was forced to watch her ex-husband and his mistress be celebrated like a fairytale romance.

Even though she told herself she didn't care, the bitter irony of it all gnawed at her.

Her fingers wrapped around her camera turned ice-cold.

It felt like a colossal mockery of the seven years she had spent hidden away as Mrs. Croix, a brutal reminder of her own pathetic existence.

Suddenly, Raelynn felt a heavy, penetrating gaze lock onto her.

She looked up.

Sebastian had effortlessly singled her out in the sea of faces.

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