She Accepted Divorce He Panicked (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 181

Scarlett’s POV

His sorrowful tone digs up all the memories I bury deep -- all the moments where he would stare at me with pure hatred in his eyes, only to try to cover it up when he notices me, and failed to no less. In the end, he would just avoid looking at me with his tone getting colder and colder.

I just thought it was because I was adopted, but now I understand.

“Does...does your wife know about it?” I ask, not able to say the word “mom” even though I tried to. In my memory, she tried to love me, or at least, she tried to act as if she does.

“She only knew I found an orphan with the same blood type in a hospital,” He shakes his head quickly, “She loves you, you know that. Everything Ava has she wants you to have, too.”

No, quite the opposite. Everything I had, she wanted Ava to have, including Sebastian. Every “reward” she got me for donating blood, she got Ava; and when Ava got something just for being their lovely daughter, it was always kept unique for her.

“I didn’t know your parents were so rich or I would have returned you to them!” Jack Fuller lets out a long sigh, as if tired of the secret he has been carrying all these years, “At that time, I just thought I was giving you a better life...”

Now THAT is a lie.

He has been trying to hide my identity from Damian Vanderbilt, when the guy is right here in his home!

I suddenly realized where his confession came from. It’s because of Damian Vanderbilt’s questions! I’m not supposed to know about any of these, but tonight, I admitted that I knew about the necklace, the Vanderbilt’s lost daughter, and Ava’s involvement.

So he figured out that I knew the truth already because if anyone could put all these together without a stupid fake DNA test, it’s me!

“I’m really sorry, about everything,” Jack Fuller glances back at the door of his house. Behind the door sits his beloved daughter and wife, and MY brother, having a lovely dinner together, “I have to go, but please, come to Ava’s birthday party? I’d love tell you about any and every details I know, if you would give me the chance.”

I frown at that invitation. I don’t know what he wants from me. After all these years, I still can’t read him.

“I’ll think about it,” I take a step away, not looking at him.