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She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 

“Are you going to search for the chairman?” 

Scarlee, dressed in her business attire, doubtfully asked when she saw Scarlett waiting for the elevator to come in again. 

Scarlett snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head. “My apologies, I forgot to grab something. Miss Napier, you two should go ahead of me.” 

After she had finished speaking, without daring to look at the two of them, she turned and departed. 

Gazing at her retreating figure, Scarlee couldn’t help but turn to Sebastian and remark, “This assistant is really peculiar. We’re not a menace. Why are we so scared that we won’t even take the elevator?” 

Sebastian gave no response, his eyes expressionless and uninterested in his surroundings, as if nothing mattered to him. 

Scarlee extended her slender hand and grasped his arm, murmuring, “Sebastian, thank you for taking me to the ER that night. I’ve been away for a few years and the food there just doesn’t agree with me. I’ve been having recurrent bouts of gastroenteritis. Thank you for all your efforts.” 

On that day, her father took her to the Jackman family to discuss the engagement, and she was so delighted that she drank a few extra cups of wine, which unfortunately caused her stomach to become upset. Fortunately, Sebastian couldn’t turn her away in front of everyone, so he had to take her to the emergency room. 

She had always wanted to thank him, yet every time she went to the Jackman Group to find him, his assistant would inform her that he wasn’t there. Had her father not requested his help today, she wouldn’t have had the opportunity to express her gratitude. 

Sebastian averted his gaze and glanced at the hand on his arm. He uttered icily, “Your attire is creased.” 

Scarlee quickly let go of her hand and hung her head in disappointment. “Have you not overcome your fear of germs?” 

Sebastian wiped his clothes with a handkerchief and quipped, “It ain’t gonna fix itself.” 

Scarlee choked. 

On her first day in the office, he held her hand and had her seated on his lap, not uttering a word. 

That night, his gastroenteritis flared up, and he was the one who carried her out of the emergency room. 

She had assumed that after five years, his mysophobia had been cured, yet she was taken aback when he declared that it could not be cured. 

‘I’m afraid it’s not because that he can’t get cured, but rather because he has grievances against her, so he doesn’t want her to 

touch him.’ 

“Sebastian, I’m sorry.” 

Scarlee carefully explained, “Five years ago, I declined your proposal because I felt I wasn’t up to the task, so I went abroad. to study hard. Now I’m the president of Napier Group, and I can stand shoulder to shoulder with you. Please don’t be mad at me anymore, okay?” 

Sebastian’s expression softened slightly from its cold and stiff state. 

He swiveled his head to gaze at Scarlee and uttered lightly, “My ailment has nothing to do with you. Don’t overthink it.” 

Once Scarlee had calmed down, Sebastian had been accustomed to being a clean freak since he was young, so she gave him more time to adjust to her choice. 

When Scarlett returned to the office, her face, which was no bigger than the palm of her hand, had taken on a slightly pale 

hue. 

She had not anticipated Scarlee and Sebastian being in the elevator, let alone heading to the chairman’s office. 

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