The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 137

Leslie’s eyes widened. “Sebastian, are you… in love with her?”

The thought hit her hard, leaving a dull ache in her chest that she couldn’t even describe. It made sense now. Sebastian had promised they’d try IVF with Reese one more time, let Leslie carry his child. But nothing had happened, and he’d never brought it up again.

Was it because he’d fallen for Reese?

Sebastian’s hands tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. His heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to shake his head.

“No. I married her. I have to take care of her. Don’t read too much into it.”

But as soon as he said it, his heart pounded even harder.

Leslie fell silent, her fingers curling into her palms so tightly that she didn’t feel her nails digging in.

The black Bentley rolled to a stop in front of the house. Sebastian got out, opened Leslie’s door, and asked the housekeeper to set up a guest room for her.

He watched Leslie disappear inside, then checked his watch. “I’ve got to go. Get some rest.”

Leslie hesitated in the doorway, looking back at him in surprise. “You’re not staying tonight?”

Sebastian shook his head. “I’m staying at the old house for now. My grandfather needs me around.”

And honestly, it was still early—he wanted to get to the hospital, see if Reese was still there.

As his car pulled away and melted into the night, the softness faded from Leslie’s face, replaced by a sharp, bitter frustration.

Sebastian had barely paid attention to her lately, except for work. The distance made her anxious. Tonight, she’d even let that creep follow her, just so Sebastian would worry and let her stay here. She’d pulled it off; she was in his house. But even now, he kept his distance.

He said he only felt responsible for Reese. Leslie didn’t believe a word of it. Sebastian’s heart was already gone, probably swept away by Reese before he even noticed.

Now he’d left her again, refusing to stay. What was the point of all the games she played tonight?

She didn’t want a baby—she wanted him to care about her.

She bit her lip hard, anger simmering inside.

Reese, don’t blame me for being ruthless. It’s Sebastian’s fault for falling for you.

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