She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)
Chapter 116

Chapter 116

Scarlett's eyes suddenly filled with tears as she thought of this.

Afraid that Dey would see her, she quickly lowered her head and took the swallow nest milk he offered, drinking it slowly.

Upon seeing her eating. Dev's face lit up with a clean and clear smile.

Not only did she not refuse him this time, but she even drank obediently the things she was handed. Did this signify that she didn't actually hate him that much?

He gazed at her silently, his eyes never straying, as if he were beholding his beloved. As he watched, he became increasingly captivated

After she had finished drinking, he reluctantly looked away and took a napkin to dab the corner of her mouth.

Despite the dim lighting, those present could clearly perceive the deep affection of their president.

They had not anticipated that Miss Sales, whom they had assumed to be merely a female companion, was in fact the person their president held in high esteem. Upon seeing this scene. some executives were unable to resist the urge to take out their phones and discreetly snap pictures.

Dev felt a slight uneasiness tugging at the corners of his mouth.

She wanted to push him away, yet with so many eyes upon him, she knew that she couldn't afford to embarrass him, so she

endured it

Seeing that she still hadn't refused him. Dey's smile deepened.

After he wiped the corners of her mouth for her, he lowered his head and asked Scarlett in a gentle voice, "Have you encountered my brother before, Miss Sales?"

He felt that Scarlett's rejection of him must have something to do with his big brother, so he had to ask clearly to resolve the prejudice she had against him in her heart. Scarlett frowned. "You have a brother?"

Dey nodded. "Yes, his name is Mores Gatsby. He was the former president of Gatsby Group. Are you familiar with him?"

Scarlett shook her head, she had never paid attention to the news about Gatsby Group, so she had no idea who Mores was.

Dev's eyebrows gradually furrowed.

Scarlett had no knowledge of her big brother, indicating that he had not sought her out.

It was possible that his big brother had used his name to deal with Scarlett, leading her to have a prejudiced view of him. Dev quickly asked her, "Five years ago, did I do anything wrong to you?" Scarlett assumed he had come to put her to the test once more, and she was instantly repulsed. She snapped. "Nope."

Her answer was instantaneous and without hesitation, causing Dev's expression to freeze momentarily.

If his eldest brother had not searched for Scarlett under his own name, it could only mean that he was not looking for her. She no longer loved him.

When he contemplated this possibility, his heart ached uncontrollably.

If he were to regain his memories, what would happen?

Scarlett failed to observe Dev's peculiar conduct and rose to her feet. "Tm gonna hit the restroom first."

Eating a mere bowl of swallow nest was not enough to regulate her physical condition, indicating her body was in a very poor state.

Noticing Dev lost in thought, she assumed he was pondering something, so she didn't wait for him to reply and exited the banquet hall immediately.

The Haitian Hotel's bathroom was spacious and luxurious, featuring several three-dimensional artistic mirrors in the center. Scarlett gazed at her reflection in the 3D mirror and applied her makeup with a beautiful and powerful touch. She was becoming ever more like Scarlee

Seeing herself like this, she hated it. Retracting her gaze quickly, she walked inside.

As she emerged to wash her hands, the bathroom door abruptly slammed shut, accompanied by the sound of the lock clicking into place.

Turning around quickly, she sensed something was wrong. Bypassing the three-dimensional mirrors that blocked her sight, she saw James sitting in a wheel chair.

He was clad in a hospital gown, a mask covering his face, his hands resting on the arms of the wheelchair. His dark, menacing eyes were fixed on her.

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