Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 514

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession Series 514**

**Chapter 514: Jealousy**

Lillian had never imagined that a simple outing to the bar with Randall would lead to a media frenzy. She could hardly believe her eyes when she saw the photos circulating online, each one more scandalous than the last. Since Foster had spilled the beans to Sebastian, the atmosphere between them had shifted dramatically. Sebastian’s expression was a mix of annoyance and disappointment as he turned his back on her, choosing to focus on anything but her.

Seated at the edge of the room, Sebastian’s long fingers danced across the keyboard of his laptop, a picture of calmness amidst the chaos. Finally, he looked up, his voice steady yet laced with tension. “Continue.”

“Continue what exactly?” Lillian shot back, frustration bubbling beneath her skin. “You won’t even look at me! How am I supposed to continue when you’re giving me the silent treatment?” She felt the familiar weight of anxiety creeping in. “I’ve explained this a hundred times! It’s not my fault! Randall and I are just friends. Friends go to bars together—does that make it a crime? The reporters are just spinning tales. You’re being unreasonable to be upset.”

Sebastian paused, his fingers halting in their rhythm. He turned to her, a helpless smile gracing his lips. “You think I’m being unreasonable? My fiancée was photographed enjoying drinks with another man. Tell me, shouldn’t I have a right to feel angry about that?”

Lillian’s heart sank. “You’re right. I messed up. I shouldn’t have gone out drinking with another guy.” Her voice softened, realizing she needed to concede.

Seeing her immediate change in demeanor, Sebastian couldn’t help but pinch her nose playfully. “I’m not angry, Lillian. I’m just taking a moment to reflect on myself. I haven’t done enough to make you feel secure in our relationship.” He sighed, the weight of his jealousy evident in his tone. “I’ll admit it—I’m jealous. Even if the news is nothing but lies, I don’t like the idea of you being with another man.”

Lillian gazed up into his warm, gentle eyes, a wave of affection washing over her. She wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling the tension in his body slowly dissipate. “Sebastian, did I ever tell you how much I love you? I love you more than words can express.”

His eyes softened, and a knowing smile crept onto his face. “I know. I’ve always known.” How could he not? Every moment, every gesture she had ever shared with him was etched into his memory, as if they were part of his very being.

As they stepped into the banquet hall, the atmosphere buzzed with animated conversations and the clinking of glasses. The moment Sebastian entered, a ripple of intrigue coursed through the crowd. He was dressed in a tailored black suit, the fabric adorned with an understated pattern at the lapel. His obsidian eyes gleamed with a commanding presence, and his chiseled features seemed almost otherworldly. Beside him, Lillian shone in a champagne lace dress, intricately dotted with tiny rhinestones that sparkled under the grand chandeliers. She looked ethereal, untouched by the world’s harsh realities.

What truly captured everyone’s attention, however, was the way Sebastian held her hand—most men would have their partners loop their arms through theirs, but Sebastian held her hand firmly, their fingers intertwined. The sight sparked envy among the women present, who cast longing glances their way.

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