Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 300

The sneer was grating, dripping with undisguised contempt.

Raelynn tightened her grip on the door handle. She turned to see Leo Flynn standing behind her, mocking her arrival.

His eyes were practically glued to the thermos in her hand.

Raelynn didn't get it. She had never offended Leo, nor had they ever argued. Yet lately, his hostility toward her had skyrocketed.

In the past, even if he looked down on her, he at least maintained a polite facade.

Now, he wasn't even bothering to hide his disdain.

"If bringing soup is 'throwing myself' at a man, what does that make you? A byproduct of your mother throwing herself at your father?" Raelynn fired back, her tone vicious.

She was sick and tired of these people acting so superior.

Everything she did was written off as cheap and pathetic. They took every opportunity to trample on her.

Since that was the game, she had no problem playing dirty. If serving a spouse was pathetic, then Leo had just insulted every marriage on earth.

Leo knew she had a sharp tongue, but he had rarely been on the receiving end. Getting completely verbally eviscerated caught him off guard. He scowled. "Watch your mouth, Raelynn."

Raelynn wanted to laugh, and she did—a cold, cynical bark.

"You can dish out the trash, but you can't take it when it's thrown back at you? If your ego is that fragile, you really shouldn't be playing guard dog for other people."

Leo's face contorted.

He realized she was calling him Seraphina's lapdog.

Having had her say, Raelynn didn't bother knocking again. She shoved the door open and walked right in.

These people certainly didn't deserve her manners.

Stepping inside.

She locked eyes with Sebastian's endless, abyssal gaze.

He was leaning lazily against the pillows. It was impossible to tell if he had heard the argument outside. His demeanor was exhausted but his striking features were as flawless as ever, completely devoid of warmth.

Leo, who had followed her in, scoffed. "How many times are you going to use that excuse? It would be less pathetic if you were just honest."

Seraphina smirked silently.

She agreed with him.

Raelynn was just using a cheap bowl of soup to beg for Sebastian's attention like a stray dog.

What else could a desperate, defeated woman possibly try?

Ignoring them both, Raelynn stared directly at Sebastian. "Can we talk?"

She hadn't forgotten the unresolved issues—the divorce certificate and the project funds. Both were critical.

Seraphina stood up, radiating disdain. "Sebastian, I'm going to go grab some fruit. Leo, walk with me."

She carried herself with the poise of an official wife, acting incredibly generous and secure as she left her beloved man alone with another woman.

It was as if she were giving Raelynn a charity handout of five minutes.