Mending a Broken Love (Roxanne and Sebastian) novel Chapter 153

On the other end of the call, Zachary went silent for a long time. "Did he hurt you?"

Roxanne felt a sting in her nose. The first thing Zachary always cared about was how she felt and whether she was okay.

"No…"

His voice was gentle. "Send me your location. Let me come to you, okay?"

Roxanne glanced up at the second-floor window where Sebastian stood. Right then, her eyes met his cold, expressionless gaze. His eyes had lost all warmth.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Psycho!" she cursed in her head.

She quickly turned away, breaking eye contact with Sebastian's chilling stare. Even so, that suffocating pressure pressing against her back wouldn't go away. "Zachary, I want to handle this myself. Running isn't the solution."

Zachary stayed quiet for a long while. "If you need help, promise you'll tell me."

Her heart softened a little. He always respected her. He had to be so worried right now.

"Mhm."

She could hear him breathing on the other end, and then came a long sigh. "Rox… What a shame…"

Her chest suddenly tightened, and it felt like someone had stuffed a lemon in her mouth. The sour and bitter taste was hard to bear.

Yeah… What a shame.

Today was Zachary's birthday. She had planned to confess to him today and had already picked out the flowers and gift.

She didn't even bother trying to figure out what was going on in his head. Her expression turned cold as she said, "Sebastian, don't talk to me in that snide, passive-aggressive tone. I'm not putting up with your crap."

With that, she turned to leave.

But he grabbed her arm and yanked her back, making her fall straight into his chest. One of his arms wrapped tight around her waist while the other gripped her chin. His dark eyes were bottomless and intense.

"You talk to him so intimately but act so cold in front of me. Roxanne, that's really impressive."

Frustrated, Roxanne reached up to smack his hand away from her chin, but he only tightened his grip. She finally jerked her head hard enough to break free, escaping his hand.

It hurt. It was definitely going to bruise.

She looked up at him, and her face twisted in a half-smile that was anything but amused.