Chapter 768 Gentle, More Gentle
At this moment, Susan's tone suddenly turned low as she said, "I'm just your ex-wife now, I have no right to be jealous."
"What else do you want to say?" Seb looked at Susan in his arms with a hint of a smile.
"What I want to say is probably what you're thinking, right?" Susan stared at him.
"Then tell me what I'm thinking, let's see if you're right." Seb smiled.
The next moment, Susan simply said, "Cecilia is young, beautiful, and talented, full of youthful energy. How could you not be tempted? Besides, she is a well-behaved girl, much more innocent than those models and singers you used to hang out with. She might even still be a virgin, and she admires you so much. You're a wealthy single man now. Marrying her and making her Mrs. Anderson seems quite fitting. You're in your thirties, it could boost your confidence!"
Susan initially just wanted to mock Seb a bit, but as she spoke, her grievances welled up, and her mood plummeted. By the end, she had no trace of her initial playful sarcasm, and her eyes turned red.
Her eyes were red, her lips pouted, and her face gloomy. The more Seb looked at her, the more he loved and pitied her.
In the end, Seb said nothing and pulled her tightly into his arms, holding her close to his chest.
Suddenly being hugged so tightly, Susan could hardly breathe and protested by patting his shoulder, "What are you doing? Let me go!"
At this moment, Seb spoke emotionally, "Susan, let me tell you, you’re the one who boosts my confidence. No one else has the power to affect my feelings like you do. Not Cecilia, not anyone!"
Hearing this, Susan looked up at him, meeting a pair of deep and sincere eyes.
At this moment, his gaze was fixed on her, intense and serious, almost frightening.
The next moment, Seb continued, "I admit, Cecilia has youthful energy, noble temperament, and talent. I appreciate her, but only as one would appreciate a piece of art, just a fleeting glance, leaving no mark in my heart."
Susan didn't expect him to say such things. He wasn't someone who expressed himself well, but when he did, it was so pleasing.
Then, Seb added, "I know ever since we came to Northstar City, Cecilia has been trying to get close to me. I understand her thoughts; she's just attracted to my status. She's just a young girl who doesn't even know what she really wants."
"When I was with you, I didn't know what I really wanted either. It was just a coincidence." Susan recalled her first meeting with Seb.
Seb suddenly cupped Susan's face and smiled, saying, "When we first met, you were only two or three years older than Cecilia is now. I felt you were more attractive back then!"
"I wasn't as pretty or talented as Cecilia back then, and now I'm old." Susan pouted.
"I've seen many talented women, Cecilia doesn't even count as talented!" Seb scoffed.
Hearing this, Susan smiled and said, "I thought you only knew a few models and singers."
"You underestimate me. I've met twenty-year-old PhDs with photographic memories, twenty-three-year-old CEOs of multinational corporations, women who started as janitors and built empires. Cecilia comes from privilege, with her fancy education and expensive clothes. That's not real talent." Seb smiled.
Hearing this, Susan nodded and said, "Alright, you're the most high-end talent I've ever met."
"So I just want to find someone who suits me. I'm already high-end enough; I don't need another of the same kind." Seb stroked Susan's hair and smiled.
At this moment, Susan gave him a shove. "You're too narcissistic!"
"It's not narcissism, it's confidence," Seb said.
He was indeed a confident man, even a bit arrogant. Successful men often had this trait, but to be honest, his arrogance was quite attractive.
Susan reached out to touch Seb's handsome face and asked with a smile, "Don't you get tempted when you see beautiful women?"
"Beautiful faces are a dime a dozen. You, however..." He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're one of a kind. Maybe I'm just used to you, too set in my ways to start over with someone new."
"So that's what you think." Susan playfully hit him.
He took the opportunity to press Susan onto the bed behind her!
Seb's large hand explored Susan's skin as he said, "We know each other too well. Being together has become a habit. Why waste time adapting to someone else? Besides, I feel we're particularly compatible in every way—personality, aesthetics, tastes, and even physically. Don't you agree?"
His words were like poetry, making Susan feel enchanted.
And he made a lot of sense. Loving someone might indeed be a habit that became eternal over time.
But when she heard his last sentence, Susan didn't react immediately.
At this moment, Seb looked at her with mischievous eyes and a wicked smile.
She immediately understood the hidden meaning in his words and angrily said, "You're so vulgar!"
"You, the elegant one, just like my vulgarity, don't you?" Seb lowered his head and kissed her earlobe.
Susan immediately felt ticklish and uncomfortable, pushing his chest. "Stop it!"
"I don't want to stop, what should I do?" Seb's eyes were deep, and his voice became hoarse.
At this moment, Susan felt a bit flustered, sensing that the atmosphere in the room had become somewhat ambiguous.
Then, Susan softly said, "Stop it, Hayden and Spring are downstairs watching TV. It would be bad if they walked in on us!"
Susan knew Seb too well now. She could only be gentle, very gentle. If she took a tough stance, he definitely wouldn't listen.
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