Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 357

For a split second, Raelynn zoned out.

She absentmindedly reached for the glass pitcher of juice slowly turning on the Lazy Susan.

Just as her fingers brushed the pitcher, another hand beat her to it, lifting the mango juice and moving it out of reach.

Raelynn looked up to see Sebastian placing the pitcher onto a serving cart behind them. He leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "My wife has been married into this family for seven years. You remember everyone's exact preferences, yet somehow forget she is deathly allergic to mangoes?"

It sounded like a casual question.

The nearby staff froze, exchanging panicked glances.

They knew Raelynn was allergic.

But Raelynn held no weight in the Croix family. Her needs were always dead last. Today, Stephen had asked for mango juice, and since no one else objected, they prepped it for the table.

Couldn't Raelynn just drink something else?

The moment Sebastian spoke, the entire table turned their attention to them.

Raelynn was momentarily taken aback. Looking at his flawless, chiseled profile, she saw no real anger. It was as if he was just making a passing remark.

He knew about her allergy, but that was the extent of it—he merely knew.

He was sharp and highly observant. He just happened to notice today and point it out. She couldn't find a shred of real concern on his face, nor any actual displeasure at the family's blatant disrespect toward her.

He was as steady as if he were talking about a total stranger.

It was just a convenient, passing comment. It meant nothing.

It certainly didn't mean he actually cared about her.

During her time with the Croix family, she had always been ignored, her needs forcefully pushed behind everyone else's.

Raelynn was long used to it.

Jeanette smirked. "Sebastian really does dote on his wife."

The second her mother-in-law spoke, Raelynn caught the dripping sarcasm.

Everyone knew she didn't have Sebastian's heart. It was a blatant insult.

But the tragic reality was that despite her sharp tongue, Raelynn couldn't muster a single word to defend her dignity.

Because it was the absolute truth: Sebastian didn't love her.

"Just have the kitchen prepare something else," Matilda waved her hand, treating it as a trivial matter.

Sebastian didn't push the issue. A glass of kiwi juice was quickly brought to the table.

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