Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 387

Just as Sebastian stood back up, his phone rang. Raelynn glanced over just in time to catch the name flashing across his screen. Sebastian didn't say another word. He turned on his heel and walked straight out the door. He didn't even touch the dinner she had made. He was too busy rushing off to the woman he actually wanted to see. Despite witnessing her acting like a perfect family unit with Ian and his 'daughter,' her husband of seven years hadn't shown a single ounce of emotion. No jealousy, no anger, no annoyance. Nothing. He had watched the entire scene with the cold detachment of a stranger before leaving without a second thought. Raelynn saw the brutal truth for what it was. He didn't care, so he didn't get angry. It only made her realize how pathetic she had been for holding on for so long. Lily looked at the closed door, then down at her perfectly placed slipper. "Mama, did that man like me too?" Raelynn froze. She couldn't begin to decode Sebastian's emotions or his motives. The man possessed a terrifying ability to be unexpectedly gentle in the strangest moments, like a fleeting illusion that disappeared before you could trust it. His tenderness toward Lily had genuinely shocked her. But she refused to poison her daughter's mind against her biological father. This was a war between adults. She would never drag Lily into the crossfire or force her to pick a side in her parents' shattered marriage. She gently smoothed Lily's hair. "Everyone loves you, sweetie. You're impossible not to love."

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Raelynn spent the rest of the weekend focusing entirely on Lily, successfully pushing Sebastian's intrusive visit to the back of her mind. Thanks to Ian's flawless cover story, she wasn't worried about Sebastian digging into the truth. Exactly as she predicted, Sebastian didn't show his face for the next two days, nor did he make any moves regarding Lily. He clearly hadn't given her relationship with Ian a second thought. Everything remained perfectly calm. Monday morning arrived. The second Raelynn stepped into the office, her schedule for the day was locked in. The marketing for the surgical oncology robot needed to launch immediately. They had to secure distribution contracts with hospitals before the official rollout. Preston had meticulously narrowed down a list of top-tier private hospitals and elite medical institutions. He tapped his finger against one specific name: Gracefield Private Hospital. "I've already had preliminary talks with Director Lowell over at Gracefield. We're practically at the finish line. The second the ink dries on this contract, our order volume will skyrocket, and the PR boost will be incredible. We're going in today to iron out the final details." "Is the meeting confirmed?" "Ten a.m. sharp." Raelynn nodded firmly. "I'll handle the pitch. I know the tech inside and out, and I can sell the specific advantages better than anyone." AI-assisted surgical robotics still faced an uphill battle for mainstream adoption in domestic hospitals. Because their tech was a massive evolutionary leap forward, she was terrified a standard sales rep might fumble the explanation and kill the deal. Preston agreed instantly. Raelynn drove straight to Gracefield. Elite private hospitals catered to a very specific demographic; to win their business, you had to prove absolute superiority in both technology and service. Gracefield was a titan in the domestic healthcare industry. Landing them would blow the market wide open. When Raelynn arrived, she approached the reception desk and stated she had an appointment. The receptionist offered a tight, apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry, but you'll have to wait. The Director is currently meeting with a VIP." Raelynn checked her watch. It was almost ten. She had no choice but to take a seat. One hour dragged into the next. Raelynn's eyes narrowed. She wasn't an idiot. She was being deliberately benched. And there was only one logical explanation for who was pulling the strings. She stood up, her face devoid of emotion, and walked back to the desk. "Who exactly is the VIP in that office?"