The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 136

Sebastian watched Reese, her profile calm and unreadable, his fingers absently rubbing the edge of his suit sleeve. He swallowed, once, then again, searching for the right words.

He wanted to tell her he hadn’t meant to leave her alone with her injury, that Leslie was actually in trouble and waiting for him at the police station. But as the words formed, he realized that trying to explain would probably just make things worse between them.

So, instead, he just said, “I’ll have the driver take you both home.”

He hesitated, then added, his voice softer, almost hopeful, “Think about Robbie again, okay?”

Without waiting for a reply, he turned and walked away, his steps quick and determined.

When he reached the parking lot, just before he started the car, Sebastian couldn’t help glancing back at the emergency room. Reese sat alone under the soft yellow lights, hunched over as she cleaned up the cut on her wrist. Her small, delicate figure stood out in the sea of people, and something about that sight twisted in his chest.

He gripped the steering wheel hard, throat tight, then finally pressed the gas. The black Bentley slipped away from the hospital and disappeared into the night.

At the police station, Leslie sat curled up on a bench in the corner, her torn jacket draped over her shoulders, the pale blouse underneath stained, her hair a tangled mess across her cheeks. Her eyes were wide and full of fear.

As soon as she saw Sebastian, she bolted from her seat, wrapping her arms around his waist like she’d been drowning and he was her only anchor. Her voice shook with panic. “Sebastian, why did you take so long? I was so scared. I thought I’d never see you again…”

He froze, startled by her sudden embrace, his body stiff. He lifted a hand to comfort her, but stopped short when his fingers brushed her shoulder. Instead, he gently pushed her away and helped her sit down. His voice was steady but distant. “It’s okay. I’m here now.”

He knelt in front of her. “No more tears, okay? Tell me what happened.”

Leslie could only shake her head, tears streaming down her face, unable to get a full sentence out.

A female officer nearby handed her some tissues and explained quietly, “She was followed by a group of thugs tonight. It’s an old neighborhood, and the security isn’t great. Luckily, she reacted fast and made it to the street to call us. She’s not hurt—just shaken up.”

Sebastian frowned, worry creasing his brow.

He’d always thought her old neighborhood was dangerous. He’d suggested moving her somewhere safer after she came back from abroad, but she’d insisted on staying, saying the place held all her childhood memories. He hadn’t pushed her, but now he wished he had.

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