The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 91

“But weren’t you the one who said you’d just get married to someone else if you had to?”

Guilt flickered in Sebastian’s eyes. “You’re amazing, Leslie. It’s just that, back then—”

“I don’t care about the past. I want to know why you’re doing this now!”

Leslie pressed a shaky hand to her chest. “You promised me. Even if you couldn’t give me a real home, you said you’d give me a child.”

“But she doesn’t even look pregnant, does she?”

Sebastian twisted his fingers, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. Finally, he let out a long sigh. “I’m sorry. Something unexpected happened.”

“You always have an excuse ready, don’t you?”

Leslie wiped her tears and spun away. The hem of her trench coat brushed over the bench, stirring up a small gust as she hurried off.

Sebastian just stood there, watching her walk away, his fists clenching tighter with every step she took.

Reese came down the stairs, holding her test results, and glanced in the direction Leslie had gone.

“You two seem pretty close,” she said.

“We just know each other from work.”

Sebastian snapped out of it and looked at Reese. “How did your tests go?”

“Mild concussion. Nothing else.”

Her voice was flat, impossible to read.

Sebastian’s eyes dropped to the bandage on her forehead, and frustration bubbled up inside him.

“I told you to stay in your room and rest. Why were you wandering the hospital?”

He couldn’t help but think about the board at the office—everyone was on edge after the Meyer family pulled out of the partnership. His voice got sharper.

“Why can’t you just do as you’re told? Do you get it? Because you lost the baby, my grandfather’s gotten even sicker—”

“Your grandfather’s ill?”

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