"Mr. Griffith, I''m ready. Shall we go get our divorce certificate?" she announced, her tone t.


    Sebastian turned, his eyes meeting her calm, detached gaze. A strange fire ignited within him, and he shot to his feet, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. Natalie flinched, sensing his murderous aura, and took a step back.


    "What?" Sebastian sneered. "You poison my mother and then think you can just divorce me and walk away?"


    Natalie froze, then understood. His mother... no, she couldn''t tell him the truth yet.


    "You''re the one who said she was mentally ill. You''re the one who sent her to the psychiatric hospital. Why are you using me of poisoning her?" It was clear what had happened. Joanna had used her absencest night to frame her again, and this idiot had bought it. He couldn''t even protect his own mother. Who could he protect?


    Sebastian stared at her intently. "Because I have proof," he said with a bitterugh. "Proof that you poisoned her. My mother has indeed lost her mind."


    A sharp pain pierced Natalie''s heart. Sheughed back, a hollow sound. "Sebastian, you''ve never trusted me. If you think I did it, then I did it." She knew he would never believe her. At this point, she couldn''t even be bothered to argue. Sebastian, you''ll never know what your mother did to protect you. You''ll never know why Mrs. Griffith would rather disown you than let Joanna into the family.


    "Sebastian, you are a goddamn idiot," Natalie sneered.


    He stared at her, shocked by her foulnguage.


    She grabbed her purse from the table, her voice now cold and defiant. “Let''s go. Get the divorce over with."


    Sebastian''s hands clenched into fists. "Natalie, why aren''t you defending


    yourself? Thest few times, you always had evidence to prove your innocence."


    Natalie''s eyes curved into a


    beautiful, mocking arc. "If you think I did it, then take your proof to the police and report me. Sebastian. Because I''m done wasting my breath on an idiot like you.


    "Natalie, you-"


    "The divorce. Are we going or not?" she cut him off, her patience worn thin.


    He looked at her, his gaze falling into the weary depths of her beautiful eyes. She


    was tired, so tired she couldn''t even be bothered to exin.


    "Have you forgotten what I told you, Natalie?" he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I, Sebastian Griffith, do not get divorced. Only widowed."


    Natalie stared at him in disbelief. "If you don''t want a divorce, why did you chase me all the way here? Why were you in my room at dawn? Werent you afraid I''d run offand skip the appointment?"


    “Sebastian, are you even a man? Can you stand by and let people call Joanna a homewrecker? You love her so much, how can you bear to let them nder her?"


    "You made a deal with her! You were going to divorce me! Why do you keep changing your mind at thest second? Joanna even threw a party at the Scotts''st night to celebrate." She was exasperated. No matter what she did, it was wrong.


    "I never said anything like that to her," Sebastian stated, his tone firm. Natalie pulled out her phone and yed the recording from the day before. "Natalie, you shoulde back tonight and finalize the divorce. Sebastian said he wants to settle it tonight. If you''re not there, you''ll just im I bullied you again.”


    Natalie smiled, a bright, scorching thing. "Listen to your psycho girlfriend, you psycho."


    Sebastian frowned, genuinely confused. "What does that mean? Psycho?"