Chapter 690 If You Wanted to Make Me Sad, You Succeeded
The next moment, Susan looked up at Seb and asked, "Those models, celebrities, and socialites you surround yourself with are beautiful, charming, and know exactly how to please you. Why do you keep holding on to me? I can't compare to any of them. Seb, please let me go. You never seem happy when you visit me; it feels like you're only here to humiliate me. You've already succeeded in that, so why make yourself unhappy every time?"
Susan's words made Seb's face darken. He buttoned his trench coat while sneering at Susan, "You're right. In terms of looks, charm, and gentleness, you can't compare to those women. But seeing them every day becomes monotonous. It's like eating gourmet meals all the time; sometimes I crave something simpler, like street food. Even though street food isn't as refined, I still miss its taste occasionally. That's why I come to see you sometimes. Do you understand now?"
Susan's eyes stared intently at Seb. His expression was full of disdain, and she realized she was nothing more than a toy he occasionally remembered.
If the physical pain was hard for Susan to endure, the emotional pain was even more unbearable.
"If you wanted to make me sad, you've succeeded," Susan said softly, lowering her eyes.
Hearing this, Seb frowned and clenched his fist, but his face remained cold. He retorted, "Do people like you even care about feelings?"
With that, Seb turned to leave.
"Wait!" Susan called out, suddenly remembering something as he was about to go.
Seb paused, his back to her, and asked, "What is it?"
Susan furrowed, embarrassed but determined to speak. "We did it twice just now. Shouldn't you arrange for me to see the kids twice?"
Earlier, he went wild, almost like a beast. Susan thought it was over, but he came at her for a second round. She was unable to bear the ravage.
During the second time, Susan told herself to endure it so she wouldn't have to see him for two weeks, and she could see the kids twice.
Hearing this, Seb looked up at the dim ceiling and said, "Fine, coordinate the time with Leon."
With that, he turned and left.
After the door closed, Susan leaned against the headboard, unable to sleep all night.
That week, Susan wore turtlenecks to cover the bruises on her skin.
Seb kept his word, and Susan saw the kids for two weeks straight.
During those two weeks, Seb didn't show up.
In those two weeks, the bruises on Susan's body slowly faded, but the emotional scars remained.
Winter came quickly. One night, snowflakes drifted outside, and the wind howled against the windows.
Susan curled up alone under the blanket. The heater had broken days ago, and she hadn't fixed it, thinking she wouldn't need it. Now, she shivered under the covers.
Around ten o'clock, Susan heard a noise at the door.
The next moment, steady footsteps echoed in her ears.
Hearing those footsteps, Susan's heart skipped a beat!
He was here. He hadn't come for a month, and she thought he might never come again.
A few seconds later, under the dim bedroom light, a tall figure in a black cashmere coat appeared in the room.
Seeing his chiseled face, Susan opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
In the dim light, Susan noticed Seb's face looked thinner.
His eyes were still deep, but now they held a melancholy that made it hard to breathe.
The next moment, Susan reached out, took a pink condom from the nightstand, placed it by the pillow, and said softly, "I threw away the pills."
The day he had left, Susan had thrown the birth control pills in the trash.
Hearing this, Seb's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the pink item by the pillow without saying a word.
He walked to the bed, unbuttoned his coat, and took off his coat, shirt, and pants.
Seeing his bare body, Susan frowned.
He was getting more direct. Before, he would at least say something sarcastic or humiliating before getting into bed. Now, he didn't even have the patience for that.
The next moment, Seb pulled the blanket off Susan.
A cold draft entered the bed, making Susan, already shivering, tremble even more.
The next moment, Seb got under the covers, pulling Susan into his arms and wrapping the blanket tightly around them.
Susan thought he would go straight to making love to her, but after a long time, he didn't make a move.
Susan initially resisted being in his arms, but his body and hands were so warm.
Mentally, Susan rejected him, but physically, she didn't want to leave his warmth.
"Turn off the light," Seb said, closing his eyes.
Seeing how tired Seb looked, Susan frowned and turned off the bedside lamp.
That night, there was no moon or stars, and the room was pitch black.
Susan could only smell the alcohol on his breath. Soon, he fell asleep.
Susan's initially stiff body gradually relaxed, realizing he wouldn't do anything to her.
Without a word, they both fell asleep.
That night, Susan felt warm and slept soundly.
The next morning, Susan opened her drowsy eyes.
Turning her head, she saw the pillow next to her was empty.
Susan sat up and looked around the room, confirming he had left at some point.
Then, Susan noticed the pink condom she had placed by the pillow was still there.
She picked it up, frowning. If he didn't want to have sex last night, why did he come?
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