After Divorce I Became A Queen (Aurora and Sion)

Chapter 297 A Trap

Sion beckoned the waiter.

Soon, a violinist and a pianist in formal attires walked up. They politely nodded towards Aurora, then

elegantly positioned themselves and soon their melodious tunes floated through the air.

It was quite agreeable outside, with a comfortable sea breeze. As Aurora listened to the soothing

music, she felt herself relax a little bit more. But she didn't forget her purpose for today. After a while,

she went straight to the point, "So what's going on with Seth and Elle?"

Sion was proud of his perfect arrangement but didn't expect her to ask about this directly. His hand

paused as he cut into his steak.

"Aurora," he sighed helplessly, "can we talk about their situation later?"

They finally had some alone time today without their child around.

Aurora looked at him with confusion as he seemed disappointed somehow.

"But isn't that why we came out today?" She asked hesitantly.

"I just wanted some alone time with you first." Said softly while gazing deeply into her eyes. "You know

that Aurora."

For some reason in this romantic setting hearing this man whispering sweet nothings made Aurora

choke on any rebuttal that might have come out of her mouth. She blushed slightly from holding back

words.

Aurora shrugged helplessly looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them.

As they finished eating their meal together amidst the sea winds, Sion still remained silent.

Aurora frowned and asked, "Sion, can you please tell me what is going on between Seth and Elle

already? Is it really that difficult?"

She was only worried about Elle. Even if Sion could just tell whether Seth was reliable or when they

started dating would be enough information, so that Aurora could trust leaving Elle under Seth's care.

But Sion seemed to have no interest in mentioning this matter whatsoever. Aurora felt like Sion had

tricked her into coming here using that excuse.

She suddenly became angry and stood up with a push. "Do you think this is funny? If you don't want to

say it, just say it straight. Why do you have to use this kind of way to fool me? Is teasing me fun for

you?"

No matter how beautiful the scene was prepared by him, nothing would work on her if Sion had another

intention. Aurora glared at him fiercely, pushed her chair away and left without waiting for the man's

reaction.

"Aurora!" Sion instinctively wanted to go after her, but the music next to him reminded him that things

here were not resolved yet. He instantly felt a headache and waved his hand, "Stop!"

In just a moment, Aurora had already gotten into a taxi and didn't even look back. Sion watched as the

car disappeared into the distance and felt more and more confused about Aurora.

He thought she gave him a chance.

Sion was in a bad mood overall. After cleaning up everything, he went straight home. He sat in his car

for quite some time but still couldn't figure out what Aurora was thinking.

He sighed lowly with furrowed brows before getting out of the car and heading upstairs from the

elevator.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator though, he was taken aback by what he saw.

Nevaeh was hung upside down outside his door. As soon as she saw him, she cried out for help

immediately.

She was like an all-around flattened pancake caught on ropes woven together by hemp fibres; red

marks dotted her face where they dug into her skin from being bound so tightly against them.

"Sion! Please save me! I..." She couldn't control herself anymore when she spoke because of how

wronged she felt; crying harder made it difficult for anyone else to understand what she said too.

Sion quickly approached her while untying the ropes with confusion written all over his face.

"What happened?"

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might've been scared enough.

Nevaeh was only busy crying right now so much so that words wouldn't come out properly from

between sobs. She wasn't one who lacked courage typically but today did scare her half-to-death.

Recalling earlier when she first arrived at Sion's doorstep, whereupon she stepped on something,

which turned out to be a rope that caused Nevaeh's entire body suspended above ground level,

causing shivers to run through every inch of herself due entirely to fear alone.

This clearly seemed like someone deliberately set up such an ambush. But she didn't know who would

do such a thing outside Sion's house.

She couldn't make sense of anything happening around here right now except feeling wronged beyond

measure. Having gone through such an ordeal inexplicably made Nevaeh cry even harder than before.

Sion saw that she was crying hard and didn't continue to ask, standing by and waiting for her to calm

down. Nevaeh looked at the man who was so close and wanted to lean on him.

She thought that he wouldn't be so heartless, since she had been crying.

Sion noticed Nevaeh's movement and took a barely visible step aside. If Nevaeh hadn't been prepared

in advance, she would have fallen directly to the ground.

Nevaeh felt angry but could only give up. In a blink of an eye, it seemed as if nothing had happened

just now. It was as if she had simply lost her balance earlier on.

"Sion..." She sobbed and wiped away tears before telling him what had happened pitifully. "I heard that

Morgan came back and thought I should buy her a gift since we haven't seen each other in a long time.

I specially picked out new clothes for her but didn't expect to step into this trap at the door..."

She sounded pitiful but also fierce inside. Sion remained indifferent towards her tears and said flatly,

"Be careful when you walk in the future." His words lacked emotion as if he were just saying something

offhandedly.

"Do you know who did this?"

A flash of anger passed through Nevaeh's eyes before turning pitiful again. "Isn't it too dangerous to do

something like this here? What if someone else steps on it? Especially, Morgan is so young..."

But she was inwardly thinking why it was not that child who had been caught in the trap.

It would have been better if that girl tried it first.

As soon as she finished speaking, Sion raised his gaze towards the simple knot tied with a rope which

even hung loosely from above like there wasn't much effort put into making it.

The rope looked somewhat familiar.

And then Sion was thinking whether it was a trick of that little one, who had played with some new

things during this period.