AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

– I’m not eating.

He coldly refused and was about to go to the bathroom in his pajamas.

Lorraine hurriedly grabbed his arm.

He was about to shake his hand when Lorraine hurriedly said:

– It hurts. My feet still hurt.

He stopped and his gaze fell on his tiptoes.

– did you scratch it in the afternoon?

She nodded, her round eyes looking at him, full of grievances.

Sebastien sighed helplessly. He took the bag from her hands and helped her sit at the table.

-Hey, dad brought you some food.

She noticed the food on the table.

– Since Dad brought you food, can you return the snacks to me?

He reached out to grab his snacks again, but Sebastian quickly hid the bag behind him.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

– No.

Lorraine immediately pouted.

-Who asked you to hurt me again?

Sebastian glanced at him, walked to the side and sat cross-legged on the floor. He opened the bag to see what was delicious.

Lorraine got up and jumped to sit next to him.

-Who told you to want mom and dad to divorce!

Sebastian’s action of taking the snacks stopped, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

She lowered her head and ate her snacks.

Lorraine also took a package and started eating with him.

-Listen, mom and dad haven’t argued in two days. This means that my method is still very effective.

When Sebastian heard this, he frowned.

– Do you still plan to continue?

– Yeah!

She nodded.

-As long as we don’t understand each other, they won’t argue! If we hadn’t fought, we wouldn’t have divorced!

Sebastian looked at her pure smile and didn’t attack her naive thoughts.

Lorraine finished eating her snacks and lay down on the ground, her uninjured feet moving.

– Sebastien, what do you think we will look like when we grow up?

– You’ll know when you grow up.

Sebastien didn’t have many expectations for the future.

As long as he could remember, his grandfather had told him that he was going to inherit the company in the future, and his future had been planned for a long time.

Even though the thing he longed for most was to go to heaven.

Lorraine pursed her lips.

– I really want to grow up quickly and tell them that I don’t like ballet and that I don’t like being a woman! I want to be a police officer, I want to catch the bad guys! I still want to get married!

– You are shameless!

Sebastien rolled his eyes.

-Are you already thinking about marriage right now? if you want to get married, you can get married. I’m not going to get married.

Lorraine turned to look at him.

-Aren’t you going to get married in the future?

– I’m not getting married.

He replied without thinking:

– Women are annoying.

Lorraine hit her arm angrily,

– Don’t say girls. We are very cute. Maybe you will have a very cute wife in the future! We can play together then!

-…

Sebastien was too lazy to pay attention to her. She was too childish.

Besides, he really felt that women were troublesome.

Roxane laughed while crying.

– Stinky Seb, I’m not annoying! I am very cute, the cutest in the world.

***

In the days that followed, Roxane followed Sebastien like a ghost, accompanying him to school.

It was just that Alessio hadn’t come back much recently, or he came back very late, and they had already fallen asleep, so Lorraine didn’t have to deliberately criticize Sebastian and quarrel with him.

Mylene accompanied Lorraine to dance practice every day, taking care of her food and her studies. She was meticulous.

She was only concerned about Sebastien’s studies and nothing more.

These peaceful days continued until the day before Sebastien and Lorraine’s final exams.

Alessio returned late at night, stinking of alcohol and perfume.

Mylene exploded once again.

– You say you are busy with work every day. Are you busy with work or are you busy with a little vixen?

Alessio had finally won the project he had been working on for half a month. After signing the contract with his partner that evening, he went to celebrate. When he returned, he was criticized and humiliated by her before he could share it with her.

Maybe because of the alcohol, he couldn’t help but shout at her:

– You can’t make a mountain out of a molehill? I went out to socialize, but I never did anything to let you down!

– Do I make a mountain out of a molehill?

she was so angry that she sneered. She approached him, grabbed his collar and asked:

-So where does the perfume come from on you? And whose lipstick is that on your collar?