Unmasked My CEO Ex-Husband’s Regret novel Chapter 417

Elara stared at Sebastian in sheer, unadulterated disbelief.

Wait, what did he mean by that?

Was he actually accusing her?

And as for why she didn't treat him the same way anymore, did he honestly not know the reason?

If he hadn't suddenly confessed his feelings and insisted on viewing her in a romantic light, she would have continued treating him like the close, younger sibling she had always looked after. She would have kept caring for him indefinitely.

Did he really have no idea who was to blame for this shift?

"You..."

It took Elara a long moment to regain her composure. "You're twisting the truth!"

Sebastian maintained his wounded expression, gazing at her intently. Her accusation only seemed to deepen his misery. "I'm just telling the truth."

"Even if I confessed my feelings and wanted to be more than just pseudo-family, that doesn't mean you have to erase all the closeness we used to share, does it? That's completely unfair to me."

Elara was left speechless and profoundly exhausted.

She rested her forehead in her hand, leaning her elbow against the table as she seriously pondered a question: Were all young men this terrifyingly direct when it came to romance?

In her thirty-odd years of life, Elara had only ever been in one relationship. It had lasted ten years, spanning from their college days straight to the altar, and resulted in a child. It had essentially been a one-shot deal.

She had harbored a secret crush on Julian back then, but it hadn't been an agonizing experience.

For one thing, she was well aware of the disparity in their social standings and never harbored any grand expectations. She hadn't suffered through the tortures of unrequited love; rather, whenever she remembered that there was someone she liked, a small, sweet thrill would bloom in her chest.

When reality set in, she would quickly adjust, burying those unspoken feelings deep down where they would never see the light of day.

Later, once she realized Julian felt the same way, a brief period of testing the waters led straight into a smooth relationship. There was no intense pursuit on either end; they just naturally gravitated toward each other.

Both were deeply rational people. After making things official, they turned a blind eye to any external romantic interest. As long as the other party didn't explicitly confess, they feigned ignorance and maintained a healthy distance.

Truth be told, neither of them had ever really experienced the chaotic thrill of being actively pursued.

She was practically clueless about modern dating, especially when it came to deciphering the motives of an aggressive suitor.

She and Sebastian definitely had an age gap, but it wasn't large enough to constitute a generational divide.

While she had known from the start that his pursuit would be fierce and direct, she had never encountered, let alone experienced, someone using such unapologetic coaxing and utterly relentless tactics just to get close to her.

She had no idea how to handle it, which was why her initial instinct had been to run.

"You..."

Elara kept her hand pressed to her forehead, rubbing her temples as a headache bloomed. "If you're going to keep playing these games, I really think we should keep our distance for a while."

Upon hearing this, Sebastian immediately sat up straight and shot back without a second thought. "Absolutely not. I refuse."

Elara was silent.

He refuses?

Wait, why was he playing games again?

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