Babel Novel
Chapter 142
142 The Venderbilt’s Heir
Scarlett’s POV
I have never seen him sad like this. Before when I have a fight with him for Ava, he usually just snorts coldly, or brushes it off. Never did he care so much that his whole voice was spilling out pain.
His pain stings me.
“Yes, very!” I say in a vicious tone, glaring back at him, “I’m sorry if you said that in exchange for a dead marriage, but you shouldn’t have done it if you think it’s not worth it!”
“I didn’t say that,” Sebastian sighs, his voice tired and low, “I know I need to keep a distance from her, I just didn’t want to do it in a cruel way…”
“I told you I stayed for blood, and I told you I tore the divorce papers just to torture your precious,” I feel my blood boiling in a cold fire, “I don’t care if you stay her knight in shining armor, just don’t come and ask me to join you! If you are putting her above every and any of your things, that’s your choice!”
Not mine, and certainly not my baby’s!
For a moment I really thought I could trust him with our baby. I guess I was too naive.
He pushes a hand on the wall by my ear, his hand grabbing me is trembling in pain and restraint. He looks into my eyes as if desperately looking for the perfect wife he knew I was.
I was. I’m not anymore.
“I know you hate me, and you have every right,” He lowers his eyes first in our standoff, sighing, “I will pay for what I have done in any way you see fit. I-”
He looks like he has so much to say, but in the end, he just puts my phone in my hand and leaves, a sullen and disappointed look on his face. I don’t need to live up to his standard, and guard his princess with him like some stupid servent!
“Are you okay…?” Lucas asks, sticking his head out carefully.
“Yes!” I answer, only to realize my grumping tone, “Pack your bags, we are leaving
this shithole!”
“We are?” Lucas cocks his eyebrows, “What about the necklace? You don’t want it anymore?”
Jack Fuller won’t let me have it, unless I blow everything up. If he wanted to destroy it, he would have years ago. I’m fed up living with them anyway.
“Daddy is home!”
Ava’s shout catches my attention. She was crying on the sofa with her friends around her. Sebastian is not by her side. I look down, and Ava is looking up right at me at the same time, her eyes glittering with the familiar light–
She is planning to get me in trouble.
“I guess we are leaving tonight,” I tell Lucas as I turn and head downstairs instead. Even if Ava tells on me, she has no evidence that I was ever in the study. And if Jack Fuller makes a big deal out of it, I’ll just out everything!
“Daddy!” Ava cries as she throws herself into Jack Fuller. Even before she could fully turn around she points in my direction and cries, “Daddy, Scar-”
Sebastian walks over and stands in front of me. I thought he left, after that ugly talk. Ava pauses at Sebastian’s move, so shocked that the pitiful mask she puts on for Jack Fuller cracks. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
But my eyes are not on Ava, nor on Sebastian. I’m looking at the men who followed Jack Fuller into the room. One is Gabriel, and the other is someone I never thought I would see on such an occasion-
It’s the mysterious guy who saved Lilith at Granny’s birthday party!
And he is staring at Ava.
Suddenly nobody is talking, and we all sort of freeze by the gate. Gabriel laughs at himself for a second, realizing the awkward moment, and grins at Sebastian: “Ohh, let me introduce you! Damian, this is Sebastian Knight, CEO of the Z House, and Sebastian, this is Damian Vanderbilt, Heir of=”
The mysterious guy glances at Sebastian’s hand, and takes it for only a second before his attention darts back
to Ava, commenting out of nowhere: “You have a
beautiful necklace, Miss.”
I blink in confusion. Doesn’t he remember Ava? He looks pretty friendly to her.
142 The Venderbilt Hen
Before I could even say anything to him, Jack Fuller turned to look at Ava’s neck, only to freeze with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. And to everyone’s surprise, the daughter–spoiling–father–of–the–year slaps Ava on the face, so hard that she falls to the ground with her face swollen up with visible speed!
“What have you done?!” Jack Fuller shouts.
Author’s Note:
Hey sorry if the plot appears a bit slow, because too many things need to be laid out before Scar’s past surface. I actually buried Damian’s line before, but I guess I did a horrible job. I’m editing the earlier chapters, and it will be up in a few days. If you are curious, you can go back to chapters 40 to 50 (along with some small changes here and there). Note: none of the changes will be an extra charge.) I’m leaving today’s chapter for free as an apology. Enjoy!