Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 363

She honestly didn't have the energy to dwell on it. The door was locked, and the last thing she wanted was to be trapped in this bedroom with Sebastian all night.

Marching over to the heavy mahogany door, Raelynn twisted the knob, but it didn't budge. A fresh wave of irritation washed over her. It felt degrading, like she was a piece of meat being served up on a silver platter. Matilda's blatant lack of respect was infuriating.

Behind her, Sebastian seemed entirely unbothered by her struggle. He couldn't care less that she was desperate to escape this forced confinement.

He simply leaned against the bathroom frame, scrolling through his phone. A moment later, it started ringing, and he answered it without a word.

The room was so dead silent that she could easily hear Assistant Quinn's voice echoing from the speaker. "Boss, Ms. Vance stayed up all night overseeing the R&D tests. Between the exhaustion and the rumors your wife leaked about her, she just collapsed."

Raelynn heard every single word.

The next second, a towering presence loomed at her back. A large, warm hand clamped down over hers on the doorknob, forcing it down. Realizing it was truly jammed, Sebastian looked down at her. "Step back."

Confused, Raelynn took a step away.

Watching her retreat, he grabbed a decorative baseball bat off the nearby display shelf. His features were dark and predatory as he swung it down with brutal force. The lock shattered instantly under the blow.

It was violent, swift, and completely unhesitating. As the door swung open, he spared her one last fleeting glance. "I'll have the driver take you home."

With that, he turned on his heel and disappeared into the shadows of the hallway, not once looking back.

"I went with the Matriarch when she checked it out," one whispered. "Mr. Croix really can't stand being in the same room as her. He literally broke down the door just to get away."

"Talk about a brutal rejection. How is she ever going to show her face in public again?" another chimed in, letting out a cruel, mocking laugh.

"Do you guys even buy that whole miscarriage story? I think she just made it up to get some sympathy, but obviously, it backfired. The Matriarch was about to write her off completely as useless, but since the boss stormed out like that, she had to play nice and comfort her. She couldn't even scold her, because everyone knows he was the one who went completely out of line."

"I heard a rumor that his actual girl fainted, and that's why he ran off," a third added. "Think about it—his own wife claims she had a miscarriage, and he gives zero shits. But the second the other woman so much as sneezes, he treats it like a national emergency. If I were Raelynn, I'd want the ground to swallow me whole."

Standing quietly in the shadows by the waiting car, Raelynn listened to every single word of her own public humiliation, letting the harsh gossip wash right over her.