Chapter 2 Still Refused to Let Me Go
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When Wendy opened her eyes again, she found herself in the same sterile room she knew all too well. She stared blankly at the ceiling, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked in a hollow voice, "Sebastian… even this sterile room was a lie, wasn't it?"
After a brief silence, Sebastian quietly replied, "Yes."
Wendy laughed at herself, at how unbelievably foolish she had been.
She should have realized it long ago. A so-called sterile room, yet there had never been a single warning sign posted outside. She came here every day, and not once had she seen a doctor. Because she believed she was protecting her son's fragile heart, she had obeyed every so-called medical instruction for an entire year, never stepping inside.
She had let Sebastian deceive her for a whole year.
Slowly sitting up, Wendy drew a breath and said flatly, "Let's get divorced."
"No." Sebastian had always been composed, but the one thing that could make him lose control was the word divorce. "Wendy, I told you before. You are never leaving me. Even if there's no love left between us, you will stay by my side."
Wendy let out a bitter laugh. She had heard those words hundreds of times over the past ten years.
Before they married, he used to say, "Wendy, I can't live without you. I love you."
Yet only three months after their wedding, she found another woman's lingerie in their bed.
Before Wendy could even confront him, Sebastian had dropped to his knees in tears.
"I mistook someone else for you, Wendy. I'm sorry… But don't worry. You're the only one in my heart. I already sent that woman away."
She had cried until her eyes swelled shut and demanded a divorce, only to discover soon after that she was pregnant. Sebastian told her the baby would take her last name and inherit everything the Lancaster family owned. With tears in her eyes and one hand over her stomach, Wendy had agreed to stay.
During her pregnancy, Sebastian cared for her personally in every way. He escorted her wherever she went, handed her warm water the moment she woke, and even after their son was born frail and chronically ill, he never once complained.
And now he had cheated again.
Wendy closed her eyes and asked quietly, "You don't want to divorce me? Then what about Sophia? What about the baby she's carrying? Don't you want to give her a proper title?"
At the mention of Sophia, Sebastian's gaze flickered. "I don't love her. She's just a toy to pass the time. Why would you be jealous of someone like her? You're different, Wendy. You're the love of my life. If something is broken between us, we fix it. Even in death, you'll die as Mrs. Lancaster by my side."
Yet on his wrist was a matching bracelet with Sophia's.
Back when Sebastian still carried a trace of youthful arrogance, he used to mock couples who wore matching accessories, calling them childish and ridiculous. And now, as the CEO of Lancaster Group, he wore one willingly for Sophia.
How could that not be love? If he did not love her, why let her get pregnant? Why avoid answering what he intended to do about it?
His phone rang suddenly, and Sebastian answered at once. A few seconds later, his brow furrowed. "I'm coming now."
He hung up and turned to Wendy. "Something came up at the office. I need to go. If you're alright, head home first."
Wendy almost laughed at the lie. She had clearly heard Sophia's sweet, spoiled voice through the phone, yet he still claimed it was work.
In that instant, she thought of every time he had rushed out under the excuse that something had happened with the baby, and a dull ache spread through her chest once more.
He had used love against her, used their child against her, and manipulated her from beginning to end.
Watching his retreating back, Wendy murmured softly, "Sebastian… there's no need to dress up the rot between us with lies anymore."
The moment she learned their child had been stillborn, she had already made up her mind: she was divorcing him.
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