ex–boyfriend about any of this? The plane she was gripping tightly in her hand suddenly chimed
Chapter 55
Roxanne glanced at her phone. It was a message from an unfamiliar number, and it looked like a video clip.
A sudden wave of anticipation rose in her chest. Her hands trembled as she opened the video. Her eyes were locked intensely on the screen as she watched. Finally, she smiled.
She looked up, her gaze softening as it fell on Sebastian. “Sebastian, didn’t you want proof? I just sent it to your phone.”
As soon as her words fell, Sebastian’s phone on the living mom table chimed with a new message.
Roxanne didn’t look at him again. She turned, walled back inside, and headed upstairs.
Sebastian wanted to call out to her, but she was fast and decisive. She was already up the stairs and closing the door to her room, shutting him out completely.
Sebastian frowned slightly, a surge of frustration nishing to the top of his head. His headache worsened. There was no denying it–Roxanne, who had always been so sensible, now made his head throb.
What he had said just now–what he meant to say–wasn’t what she heard. What he meant to say was that it wasn’t about not believing her. It was that the whole matter didn’t matter to him. Whether or not she had dragged him back then, he didn’t care. He wanted her to stop obsessing over it.
But she had misunderstood.
He missed the old Roxanne the one who understood everything. This Roxanne, the one who fought and pushed back. He couldn’t handle her or calm her down. It was exhausting. It was more draining then back–to–back business trips that lasted a month with less than three hours of sleep a night Weary, he sank into the couch and rubbed his temples. That was when he noticed the phone on the table.
a video,
Remembering what Roxanne had said about the evidence, he picked it up she had sent him a message on WhatsApp. He opened it, only to see that it was a The video had been shot in a dimly lit private room, but even in the low light, the luxury and extravagance of the setting were clear. Several people were sitting on a Javish couch. Right away, he saw himself–and next to him was Roxanne, her face glowing with affection,
That Roxanne had been full of love for him. Her feelings were overflowing, completely obvious–not like now Sebastian placed a hand over his chest, Something inside felt stuck, and he couldn’t breathe properly.
In the video, someone entered the room–a servet. He was holding a tray with glasses and wine, which he set down on the table, with his back turned to them, he began pouring the drinks. At the time, they hadn’t been able to see what he was doing from where they sat, but the angle of the video captured everything clearly. The server poured four glasses of wine. Then, from his pocket, be carefully pulled out a small paper packet and poured its contents into one of the glasses. After that, he placed that drugged glass in front of Sebastian and distributed the remaining classes to the others.
The glass with the drug in it was the one Roxanne handed to Sebastian And Sebastian, without a second thought, drank it.
Everything that followed had seemed so natural
For a moment, Sebastian felt his whole body trembling. Something inside him–like a tightly drawn string–snapped
A wave of nausea twisted his gut. Then, his lees hit the ground, and his face tumed pale as it contorted in pain. His long bangs covered his eyes, which were filled
agony.
So, it really hadn’t been her. She truly hadn’t drugged him.
Roxanna had been right he had never believed her. Even when she denied it, he though he was just to embarrassed to admit it. In his mind, the one who had dragged him had always been her.
He thought of how the had looked when she was arguing with him just now, her face twisted in anger and despair. She had been wronged, misunderstood, and deeply hun
