“What do you mean?” Sebastian narrowed his eyes at Reese.
“Exactly what I said.”
Reese walked right past him into the elevator. “Sebastian, my lawyer will be in touch about the divorce. Let’s not see each other again.”
Sebastian’s expression tightened. He stepped forward, about to say something, to clear things up.
The elevator doors slid shut before he could. Reese kept her eyes down the whole time, not even looking at him.
“Boss.”
Brady hurried over with Sebastian’s phone. “Ms. Meyer is calling.”
Sebastian didn’t answer. He just watched the elevator, staring at the floor numbers as they blinked up to the top.
After a long moment, he finally took the phone from Brady. “Hello?”
Whatever was said on the other end made his brow crease. “Alright. I’ll head back now.”
He’d barely hung up on Sofia when the phone rang again.
“Did you find Reese?” Mr. Ratcliff sounded tired, but he wasn’t about to let it go. “Did you take her to the doctor? Is the baby okay?”
“Yeah, I found her.” Sebastian got in the car, hand pausing on the door before shutting it. “We did the checkup. The baby’s fine, you don’t have to worry.”
“I just dropped her off at work.”
“She went back to work?” Mr. Ratcliff clearly didn’t approve. “Why didn’t you take her home to rest?”
Sebastian stared out the window at the city rushing by, his voice a little flat. “Grandpa, who do you care about more—Reese, or the baby?”
There was a pause. “Obviously, the Ratcliff family’s grandson comes first.”
His grandfather’s tone got sharper. “Listen to me, Sebastian. You need to stop messing around with that woman. Don’t upset Reese, and stop talking about divorce. Even if you two end up splitting, it can wait until after the baby’s born.”
“Grandpa, I’m not divorcing her.”
The words came out before Sebastian could stop himself, like he’d finally let go of something heavy weighing on his chest.



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