The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 114

“Mr. Ratcliff…”

Rosie’s face drained of all color as Sebastian stepped out of the elevator.

Why did he have to show up right now?

The Ramos family was relying on the Ratcliffs to move forward with the Eastside project. If Sebastian got upset because of Reese, all their plans would fall apart.

She had no choice; she had to get her side of the story out before he could say anything.

With barely a thought for appearances, Rosie rushed forward and grabbed Sebastian’s sleeve.

“Mr. Ratcliff, this is all my fault. I didn’t raise Reese well enough, and she made a stupid mistake. If you’re angry, take it out on me. Just please, don’t hold it against the Ramos family.”

“My husband and I have always hoped she’d have a happy life with you. That’s all we want.”

Sebastian looked down at her hand clutching his sleeve. Her nails were perfectly done in a classy shade, but somehow, the sight just made him feel colder.

He didn’t answer. Instead, his gaze slid over Rosie’s shoulder to Reese standing behind her. His eyes were impossible to read as he finally spoke. “I’ll handle this. You should go home.”

Rosie wanted to say more, but the look he shot her was like a blade made of ice. She shrank back instantly, letting go of his sleeve and heading for the elevator, glancing back at every step.

When the doors closed, Rosie looked even worse. Her hands were shaking so badly she could barely get her phone out.

She dialed Tara, her voice trembling. “Tara, I just saw Reese with some man outside her apartment.

“I tried to talk to Mr. Ratcliff, but he told me to leave before I could explain anything.

“And Reese seems determined to divorce him. If she makes him mad and he blames us, that Eastside project is done for. What are we going to do?”

There was a brief, heavy silence before Tara answered, sounding eerily calm.

“Mom, calm down. If Reese insists on divorcing Sebastian, I’ll make sure she cuts ties with our family first.

“That way, even if the Ratcliffs are upset, it won’t come back on us. Please, don’t get involved in her issues anymore, okay? We can’t afford to get burned.”

Rosie finally let out a shaky breath. “Okay, okay. I’ll listen to you.”

She hung up as the elevator doors opened. Her legs felt weak as she walked out.

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