Chapter 21

Sebastian preferred the old version of Roxanne—the one who loved him. The one who depended on him. The one who thought about him first for everything. Roxanne sneered. "How should I speak to you then?" He stood up and slowly approached her. She instinctively stepped back warily, but there was no space left to retreat. She tried to escape from the side, but he stretched out his arm and blocked her. "Roxanne, the room's this small. Where do you think you're going? Can you really escape?" Left with no choice, Roxanne stood her ground and tilted her head up. "What do you want? Sebastian, don't tell me you still love me. Even if you do, I won't love you anymore... not now, not ever." Sebastian grabbed her chin and asked, "Roxanne, when did you become so sharp-tongued?" She wrenched his hand away, yelling uncontrollably, "Don't touch me!" He was momentarily stunned, not expecting such a strong reaction from her. "Ugh..." She rushed into the bathroom, leaning over the sink as she vom