His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 07

His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 07

I wanted to ask if he was the one who had drugged me back then.

And what was the misunderstanding the comments kept talking about?

Sebastian stared at me, disbelief flashing across his face.

After all, up until now, I had flinched at every single one of his touches.

“Fine,” he said, his expression unreadable.

I started to wonder if he had already made peace with ending things.

He sat down on the edge of my bed, then casually pulled the corner of the duvet over his lap.

[Laughing my ass off. This man is the undisputed king of acting cool while falling apart inside.]

[Sebastian: I am not feeling any pressure.]

[Sebastian’s little guy: Dude, what about me? You are just going to leave me hanging?]

[The second Liliana grabbed his hand, his brain had already run through every dirty scenario possible.]

[Liliana, trust me. Everyone in this world is fake except your husband and your son. They are the only real ones.]

I looked at him.

“I have been thinking about this for a long time, and I wanted to say it to you face to face…”

Before I could finish, my phone buzzed.

I accidentally hit speaker.

A low male voice came through.

“Mrs. Frost, this is your divorce attorney calling…”

I hung up in a panic.

Sebastian was already on his feet, his back to me.

His face, if I could have seen it, would have been murderous.

His voice went cold.

“I have work. We will talk another time.”

He walked out without looking back.

At the door, he nearly stumbled.

[Liliana, your husband looks like he just died a little inside.]

[Seriously? You had to bring up divorce right now?]

[Then what was all that kindness for the past few days? That is just cruel.]

I had not hired that lawyer.

I had no idea why he was calling me out of the blue.

A message from my mother popped up on my phone.

“Liliana, get divorced as soon as possible. Mom will come take you home.”