The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 304

At 6 AM, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

Sebastian was propped against the headboard, his phone screen still glowing. His notes app was crammed with information—pregnancy rules, school rankings, parenting advice... He had been reading all night.

Outside the window, the Eiffel Tower was faintly visible through the morning mist.

He rubbed his eyes and checked the time.

6:10 AM.

Too early.

The articles said pregnant women needed plenty of sleep and shouldn't be disturbed.

He got up, went into the bathroom, and took a quick shower, changing into fresh clothes. He put on a light gray cashmere sweater and black casual pants, looking crisp and refreshed.

Staring into the mirror, he inspected his face.

After a sleepless night, there were faint dark circles under his eyes.

He frowned, picked up his phone, and put it back down.

Still too early.

Wait a bit longer.

7:00 AM.

He stood up, walked to the door, rested his hand on the handle, and stopped.

Wait a little longer.

7:30 AM.

He finally couldn't hold back anymore, pulling the door open and stepping out.

He would go down and grab breakfast first, then bring it to her as soon as she woke up.

He headed toward the elevator, a faint smile playing on his lips.

—

The elevator doors slowly slid shut.

A few seconds later, the door to Suite 1806 opened.

Evelyn stepped out. She was wearing a cream-colored knit dress layered under a light camel coat. Her hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and with a light touch of makeup, she looked incredibly elegant and soft.

Madeline Thorne leaned against the doorframe, still in her pajamas, stifling a yawn.

"Evelyn, are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

Evelyn turned back to look at her sleepy friend and smiled.

"Go back to bed," she said. "Someone will pick you up at noon. I'll meet you at the venue."

Madeline rubbed her eyes. "Be careful out there."

Evelyn nodded and walked toward the elevators.

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Underground parking garage.

The elevator dinged, and Evelyn stepped out.

In the massive, quiet garage, a limited-edition red Ferrari was parked just steps away. Its sleek, aerodynamic body gleamed under the dim amber lights like a roaring flame.

The car door swung open, and someone stepped out.

It was a man—or rather, a man so strikingly beautiful it took a second to register his gender.

He was dressed in a wildly flamboyant bright purple velvet suit, paired with a black lace shirt left unbuttoned at the collar to reveal his pale neck. His hair was dyed platinum blonde, styled in loose, dramatic waves that cascaded over his shoulders. Oversized geometric earrings hung from his ears, and several bracelets clinked on his wrists.

His features were almost too perfect, carrying an androgynous, breathtaking beauty.

When he saw Evelyn, his eyes instantly lit up.

"Darling!"

He knocked again.

Still no answer.

His brow furrowed slightly.

A few seconds later, the door finally clicked open.

Madeline stood there in her pajamas, her hair a messy bird's nest, looking entirely half-asleep. When she saw Sebastian, she froze.

"M-Mr. Thorne?"

Sebastian's gaze bypassed her entirely, scanning the room.

Empty.

"Where is Evelyn?" he asked.

Madeline rubbed her eyes. "Evelyn? She left. She headed out first thing this morning."

Sebastian's grip on the containers tightened.

"Left? Where did she go?"

"She said a friend was picking her up to run some errands." Madeline yawned. "She told me to sleep in and said a driver would take me to the venue at noon."

Sebastian stood frozen in place, utterly silent.

He had woken up at dawn, gone down to personally arrange breakfast for her, and she was already gone.

Madeline looked down at the food in his hands and asked tentatively, "Is that... for Evelyn?"

Sebastian snapped out of his daze and handed the containers to her.

"Take it," he said flatly. "She probably wouldn't have wanted it anyway."

Madeline took the food, her eyes lighting up. "Thank you, Mr. Thorne!"