His Toxic Love

Chapter 18 Sign It

“Heh...” I laughed again at an inappropriate time, but I quickly covered my mouth with a hand.

Compared with the self-mockery smile just now, I wanted to laugh for real this time. Over the past five years, I had treated Sebastian like a fragile treasure. He was angry every time he saw me, but it was never because of me. I never intentionally provoked him.

Seeing his ugly face due to my words, somehow, I felt satisfied. It was relaxing, like a heavy stone had been lifted off my chest, making it easier to breathe. The shackles that bound me finally disappeared.

But after a moment of relaxation, I lowered my eyelashes, feeling a sudden tiredness. I felt drained, “I'm tired, Sebastian, please leave.”

“Leave?” Sebastian sneered. “Amelia, you really don't know who’s the boss. This is the divorce agreement. Sign it, and I'll give you the money.”

After hearing Sebastian's words, I couldn't help but feel pity for myself. This was the man I had loved for so many years. I had always been kind. Even before we got married, my parents worried about me being deceived, hurt, or bullied.

Before he demanded me to sign the paper, my thoughts of revenge remained vague. I kept questioning myself, “Amelia, do you really want to make everyone’s life harder?” But now, I was sure that I must take the revenge. Why should I bear all the blame? Yes, these years I may have made the mistake of loving the wrong person. Sleeping with him was wrong. No matter others assumed that I did it intentional or not, I’ve already pay for it.

When Grace wanted to be with Sebastian, I agreed and let go, but she destroyed my most precious thing. Now she wanted to use this man I love to stab me. Why? I used to be foolish, but the old me has died.

I looked up to stare at Sebastian, and smiled boldly, “What can you give me in exchange for my signature? A car? A house? Money? Or all these things? Have you asked me if I like it? Have you asked me if these are enough for me?” I observed Sebastian's expression with great interest, almost relishing his discomfort. I continued slowly, “you’re a businessman. Do you think I would give up my identity as your wife and choose those unimportant things?”0

The anger in Sebastian's eyes was something I had never seen. I drew closer to him and tiptoed, placing my hand on his chest and my lips close to his ear, saying in a somewhat charming tone, “Moreover, I've loved you for so many years. How could I let go?”

Sebastian became furious and he started to laugh bitterly. Grabbing my hand and pulling me closer, he warned, “Are you joking?”

I felt disgusted when smelling the sweet scent surrounding him. “Let go of me, Sebastian, let go.” I struggled, but he held me firmly. Dragging me towards the dressing table, he placed the divorce agreement on the table, turned my body, and handed me a pen, “Sign it.”

I saw in the mirror that we tangled together and noticed his fierce expression as I struggled. I smirked and reached for an eyebrow razor on the table.