Meanwhile, while driving, Sebastian's mind was jam-packed with flashbacks of seeing Amelia kissing the guy. The images disrupted his thoughts, causing him to drive like a crazy person.
"Sebastian, slow down!" Marie yelled, gripping the edge of her seat. "Are you trying to get us killed?"
He barely heard her, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "I can't believe she was with that guy. Right in front of me," he muttered, more to himself than to Marie.
Marie glared at him. "Are you seriously losing it over your ex-wife? Get a grip, Sebastian!"
He swerved to avoid a car, causing Marie to gasp. "I just... I didn't expect it to hurt this much," he admitted, his voice strained.
Marie scoffed. "Maybe if you paid half as much attention to me as you do to her, you wouldn't be in this mess.
