The moment Sebastian opened the door, Joanna rushed in. The sight of him holding Natalie’s hand sent a wave of furious jealousy through her. How could she stand it?
She made no effort to hide her rage. “Natalie, you have no shame! You’re divorced, and you’re still here trying to seduce Sebastian?”
Sebastian’s brow furrowed as he looked at Joanna’s contorted face, his eyes smoldering. “Joanna, what are you doing here this late?”
Hearing his detached tone, Joanna’s expression shifted to one of pure grievance. “Sebastian, if I hadn't come, would you have let this woman move back in? You promised you’d marry me! When I left all those years ago, you said you’d wait for me. You already broke your promise once—are you going to do it again?”
Sebastian frowned. Had he really said that? Even if he had, he was already married to Natalie. A verbal promise meant nothing.
He remembered Natalie’s words, and a seed of doubt took root. He didn’t want to be a fool. Did Joanna leave him back then because she was ashamed of his eye injury and ran off with another man, or was her goal the entire Griffith family fortune? He needed to find out the truth.
Natalie seized her chance. “Sebastian, you promised to marry Joanna, but you married me instead. You’re the worst kind of scumbag. It’s late, so I won’t interrupt your romantic reunion.”
She yanked her hand free and started to walk away with a defiant swagger.
But she didn’t get far before Sebastian grabbed her wrist, his gaze dark and menacing. “Natalie, you stay put. Where do you think you’re going?”
As Natalie turned back, tears streamed down her face. “Mr. Griffith, we’re divorced. Please keep your distance. This is Ms. Scott, the woman you love. I was just trying to give you two some privacy. Is that so wrong?”
Sebastian stared at her tear-streaked face. She was crying, but something felt off.

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