He Left Me For My Sister Now He Begs For Me Back Chapter 14
Sebastian and my sister’s wedding was set for March. Mine and Gavin’s was set for May.
Originally, both families had wanted to rush the weddings.
But once the preparations began, Sebastian started finding more and more excuses to see me.
The first time, he claimed Mrs. Black wanted to know what colors my sister preferred and asked if I could help.
I said I didn’t know.
The second time, he said my sister had been down lately and asked if I was still angry with her.
I said no.
The third time, he stopped me in the driveway of our house.
It was raining.
I had an umbrella; he had nothing. Half of his coat was already soaked through.
“Adeline, why have you been avoiding me?”
I found his question baffling.
“Mr. Black, you’re about to marry my sister. Isn’t keeping my distance the appropriate thing to do?”
“But we used to be…”
He broke off, unable to finish.
I asked, “Used to be what?”
His expression was strained.
“We used to be so close.”
I gave a faint laugh.
“And? You’re marrying my sister. Am I supposed to stay close to you?”
Raindrops dripped from the edge of my umbrella.
Sebastian stared at me, then suddenly asked, “Do you actually like Gavin?”
I didn’t answer.
He grew agitated.
“How many times have you even met him? Do you have any idea how many rogues he’s killed on the western border? The Westmoor Pack is ruthlessly disciplined. You won’t know a single soul there. Adeline, you can’t gamble away your entire life just to get back at me.”
At that, I finally understood.
In his mind, my marrying someone else was just a childish fit of pique.
He probably assumed that because I had loved him for seven years, I was supposed to love him forever.
That even if he no longer wanted me, I should stay right where I was, waiting for him to turn back whenever he felt like it.
I asked, “Sebastian, what if I don’t marry Gavin?”
His eyes lit up.
“You’d do that?”
Seeing that spark of hope, a chill went through me.
“Then what about Victoria?”
His expression froze.
I smiled.
“See? Even you don’t know.”
Gavin found out about our conversation two days later.
He had come to deliver a royal relief report from the western border to my father.