Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 A Glimpse of the Forbidden

“Ungrateful brat!”

How dare she give the Bennett fortune to a Sterling! I’ll kill her!

Back at Riverview Estates.

The second Amelia walked through the door, she kicked off her heels. She walked barefoot across the floor and collapsed onto the sofa in total exhaustion.

Sebastian followed behind her, patiently picking up her shoes and setting them aside before placing a pair of soft slippers by the sofa.

He sat beside her and pulled her delicate feet onto his lap, his large, warm hands beginning to massage them gently.

“You should stop wearing heels if they tire you out this much.”

Seeing the way her toes were rubbed red, his brow furrowed with concern.

Amelia had never had her feet massaged by anyone before. She was shy at first, but then she realized he was her fiancé–why shouldn’t she enjoy it?

She stretched both feet out across his lap and leaned back, reaching her hand out toward him.

“Give me your phone.”

“Hm?”

Sebastian pushed his glasses up. “For what?”

Amelia sat up straight, adopting the tone of a suspicious girlfriend. “What, I can’t check up on you?”

Without a word, Sebastian pulled his phone from his pocket and handed it over. “The password is your birthday.

Amelia froze when she saw the lock screen. It was a candid photo of her. Her cheeks instantly turned a deep pink

This man is unbelievable.

He acted so cold and professional, yet he was out here being a secret romantic!

If she hadn’t been reborn, would she ever have known that his wallpaper was her face and his password was her birthday

“When did you even take this? I don’t remember it at all

In the photo, Amelia had her hair in two braided pigtails with inassive bows, her eyes sparkling as she

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Chapter 72 A Glimpse of the Forbidden

stared at a strawberry cake.

It was…

Hideous!

“It was the first time you came to the Sterling house. I took it from the second–floor balcony

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Back then, Amelia had been like a hungry kitten, unable to look away from anything sweet. Her eyes had been so clear and innocent.

But she had also looked at him with nothing but fear. Thinking back on it always made Sebastian’s chest

ache.

The atmosphere between them grew heavy, and Amelia let out a forced cough.

“Ahem! I need Edward Harrington’s contact info. I need to send him that prescription.”

“Okay.” Sebastian gave a soft reply and went back to massaging her feet.

His technique had gone from awkward to professional in a matter of minutes. Amelia thought that if the Sterling Group ever went bankrupt, he could make a fortune as a high–end masseur at a club–the socialites would lose their minds over him.

If Sebastian knew what she was thinking, he’d probably show her exactly how “masculine” he could be.

After adding Harrington’s contact, Amelia typed out the holistic prescription in her notes.

She planned to get the herbs tomorrow and deliver them to the old man.

Sebastian’s massage was so relaxing that Amelia eventually hugged a pillow and drifted off to sleep.

Some time later, the sound of running water woke her.

She opened her eyes to find the main lights dimmed, replaced by the warm glow of the wall lamps.

“Sebastian?”

Amelia sat up grorogily and called out into the quiet house, but there was no answer.

‘Did he leave?”

How rude! Leaving in the middle of the night… he has zero husband–etiquette!

Amelia let out a yawn and pushed open the bathroom door. The sight that met her eyes made her breath

catch in her throat

The man’s powerful physique was on full display–broad shoulders, hard pectorals, and a perfect eight pack that made her swallow hard

Amelia’s breathing quickened as her eyes widened, her gaze instinctively drifting lower

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