She Accepted Divorce He Panicked Novel by Nyx Rai

055 The Perfect Crime

Scarlett’s POV

I would have given everything for such a speech from him, five years ago.

Hell. I did give everything, when I asked for exactly what he is offering me today. If only he had been less cruel to me anywhere in the past five years; if only he believed Granny and did not let his emotion cloud his judgment. But life has no “if only“. I’m not there anymore. I’m not excited, or happy. I’m just tired.

I just want to live my own life without them keep on hurting me.

I can’t go back, not for Granny’s wish, not for my coming baby, not for a Sebastian who still doesn’t see me.

He still doesn’t know that it was me who he saved in the woods, not Ava.

I only found out about this misunderstanding five years ago. When Ava came

bragging to me with a recording of Sebastian saying the three scared words to her, promising that he would have no one but her as his wife in this lifetime.

In the video, Sebastian looked into Ava’s eyes, and said that all he wanted to do was to protect the little girl he saved from the woods that day, because she was the most innocent, brave, cute little with a touch of rebellion that he had ever seen. His speech was touching, but I wasn’t happy.

I was shocked, confused, angry, panicking. Everything but happy.

I never knew he had become friends with Ava because he found the wrong girl. He said he cared about that little girl because she was brave, and innocent with a touch of rebellion. I WAS all those things, and Ava was nothing like that. But we were both in front of him for a decade after his “mistake“, yet he never even noticed that what he said that he loved, was nowhere to be found in the girl he kept in his arms.

If he wasn’t lying, then he was blind.

I guess it should be touching, that he ignored all Ava’s faults and disadvantages because of “his feelings for that little girl“, but what I felt was a bizarre, absurd, surreal irony, not happiness. The boy I loved for ten years, loved another horrible girl because he thought she was me?

It means he never saw me for who I was, and he never saw Ava for who she was either.

Maybe that was why when Sebastian pursued Ava the first time, Ava said no. She thought he would see through her if she got too close. He wouldn’t.

But I guess somewhere deep down, I WAS touched, at that time. And that one shred. of bittersweetness, became my biggest mistake.

That one shred of good in all this ball of lies, made me finally gather courage, to ask the boy for what I have wanted, what he said HE wanted, for the first time. I didn’t know what else to do. If I went to him to tell him “the truth“, he would hate me even more and deem that a desperate lie. But if I don’t, then I will have to watch him being together with Ava for a lie.

Ava knew, and that was why she dared to let me know.

But I still took the bet. I bet that if he could love a vicious snake as evil as Ava for so long just because of that one twilight he spent with me, then maybe, MAYBE, I had a chance at doing that again.

I should have known.

If he could be tricked for so long, then it’s no longer a trick. If he stayed friends with Ava even though she was nothing that he “loved“, then it’s Ava who he loved, not the perfect memory he thought he loved.

Not me.

Even now, when he can’t have Ava, when he wants to keep up a perfect marriage, when he feels sorry for what he did, he still can’t see me with basic fairness. He can’t see me over Ava’s horrible lies about me and see that I have the qualities he claimed to love.

I don’t want a marriage, not without love. Never again.

Fool me once.

“I don’t hate you, Sebastian Knight, but I no longer love you either,” I look at him with a shocking calmness, “please, let’s just end things with a friendly goodbye, and not turn into enemies, okay?”

Said that, I laugh at my

my own words. We were enemies when we were married, and to end the marriage, I’m trying to be friends.

Sebastian grabs my arm, so tightly that it hurts. He has a million things crowded in his eyes, but he fails to utter any of them.

I was almost curious about what he had to say, but then Adrian’s horn saved me from that mistake-

“You can have another minute if you need to, bro,” Adrian stops his car with a slight drift right up to us, and then sticks out his iconic smirk, “but words only, and hands. off.”