Xesha’s POV
Sebastian’s guards escorted three tattooed men out of the room. The scent of the aromatherapy, which had been bothering my nose all along, only became noticeable once everything was over. Nothing bad happened, and I’m grateful to Sebastian for handling everything.
Even though I had anticipated this, his presence was still quite a surprise. However, I didn’t want to force the issue.
“I want to talk,” he said as I was about to step out. My footsteps halted, and I turned around immediately.
What else does he want to talk about? He’d already asked the question that had shaken my wavering sanity all this time—whether I was sure I wanted to marry Jasper after his betrayal.
Now, my plan was set. But Sebastian wasn’t the right person to tell about this.
“Is this abo
