Every one of Sebastian Thorne's lovers looks like me. But the day I returned to the country, he smirked and said, "I've seen too many knockoffs; even the original is nothing special." A month later, he got rid of all his flings, keeping only one pure college student by his side—someone who looked nothing like me. Sebastian thought I rushed back because I was afraid he had fallen for someone for real this time. But I didn't come back to beg for his love. Five years had passed. While he was scouring the world for my doubles, I was already pregnant with my second child. 1 The day I returned, Grandfather Thorne threw a welcome banquet for me. Sebastian was conspicuously absent. His cousin looked at me with disdain. "Didn't you say you'd never return to the Thorne family? Why can't you sit still the moment you hear Sebastian found true love?" I paused. "Then congratulations to him." "Stop pretending," his cousin sneered, pointing at the door. "Sebastian's here. Save your acting for him." Sebastian wore a grey shirt, collar slightly open. After five years, he looked much more composed than I remembered. He sat down very close to me. I turned my head and saw a lipstick mark on his collar. Grandfather Thorne, oblivious, sighed from the head of the table. "You two have been fighting for five years. That's enough. When are you going to remarry?" I stayed silent. Sebastian laughed. "Grandpa, my little girlfriend already dislikes that I'm a divorcee. If she hears this, she'll tear the roof off." Grandfather Thorne's face darkened. "Can those women outside compare to Chloe?" "This time is different," Sebastian glanced at me. "This time, I'm serious." 2 "Nonsense!" Grandfather Thorne was too angry to speak. Everyone else looked at me—some with pity, others waiting for a joke. I lowered my eyes and said softly, "Grandpa, I appreciate your kindness, but I will never remarry Sebastian." No one expected me to be so definitive. After all, they had all seen how I used to value Sebastian over my own life. Crash—a crystal goblet shattered. Sebastian slowly wiped the blood from his hand. "Slipped." 3 A long time later, I realized the group chat had exploded. "Chloe, why did you hide such big news from us? Congrats!" "Sebastian really went all out this time." "Boohoo, I knew you guys would get back together!!!" Confused, I scrolled through hundreds of messages until I saw Sebastian saying he was getting married and posting a picture of the ring. A flawless pear-shaped pink diamond that any woman would swoon over. I thought about it and clarified. "Sebastian isn't getting back together with me." The screen paused, then scrolled frantically again. "Right, what getting back together? The lovebirds never broke up." "Just a little long-distance kink." "Hehe, Chloe, we get it." Until Sebastian suddenly appeared and added his little girlfriend to the group: "Let me introduce my wife, Lola. She's young and has a temper, so go easy on her..." Before he could finish, the girl coquettishly grabbed the phone. "Don't listen to his nonsense. I'm very easy to get along with." On the voice message, Sebastian laughed dotingly. Some smart aleck started a new group and asked Sebastian directly: "Seb, if you marry someone else, what about Chloe?" Sebastian replied quickly: "If you don't find it disgusting, go be the rebound." "Seb, if you say that, I might really chase Chloe?" Sebastian ignored him, and the group started mocking the guy for overestimating himself. The guy persisted: "Who wouldn't want a bite of swan meat?" The group went silent. Then Sebastian said lightly: "Even swan meat gets boring if you play with it too much." 4 The group called Sebastian stubborn and asked me out for dinner the next day. But when I arrived, I found Sebastian and his little girlfriend were there too. The person who invited me looked awkward and whispered, "Seb insisted on coming, but he didn't say he'd bring her." I nodded, indifferent. The girl named Lola wasn't shy. She quickly mingled with everyone, especially sticking to me. "Chloe, Sebastian told me everything about you two. I don't mind." "To see you, I pestered him all night." "I didn't expect you to be prettier than the photos. You don't look seven years older than me at all." "How do you maintain yourself? Must be hard work. Do you only use expensive brands?" A friend couldn't stand it and signaled Sebastian: "Not going to control your girl?" "I dare not," he laughed, pinching Lola's cheek. "She's a little ancestor, hard to coax." "Hmph, as long as you know!" Sebastian used to love coaxing people when he was young. But as he grew up and was pampered everywhere, he developed a reckless temper. I hadn't seen him coax anyone like this in a long time. Lola stuck her tongue out at me. "Sorry, Chloe, I didn't mean anything bad." She picked up two glasses of wine and handed me one. "I apologize to you, sister." She downed hers in one gulp. I didn't bother pretending. "Sorry, can't drink." Lola's eyes reddened instantly. "Chloe, do you look down on me?" Sebastian's tone turned cold. "Chloe Vance, have I given you too much face?" "Today, you drink this wine whether you want to or not." Friends quickly tried to smooth things over. "Chloe, it's just one glass. Who doesn't know your tolerance?" I shrugged helplessly. "I'm pregnant. I really can't drink." Dead silence. "Pfft!" Lola laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, Chloe, I've seen this kind of nonsense excuse online. You can't fool me." Others laughed too. "Saying you took antibiotics would be more credible." "Chloe, don't scare people like that. My heart stopped." Sebastian impatiently snatched my glass. "Fine, fine, you won't drink. You're amazing."
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