[Trigger Warning: Upsetting scene.]
Sebastian stared at Winter with a look of disbelief. He kept staring at her without speaking a single word, but the disappointment in his eyes was quite easy to tell, especially because Winter craved that disappointment and grief.
She scoffed seeing him standing like a statue in front of her, "What now? Got cold feet?"
Sebastian's lips thinned, and he nodded firmly while clenching his fists.
"If that's what you want, then I will do it," Sebastian said. "I just hope you can live a good life after my death, Winter Saenz."
…
"Then, do it now," Winter said coldly, and Sebastian turned around.
His steps were heavy as he knew he was facing death. Truthfully, he didn't want to leave so early from this world, because he thought that he could be a better tool for his wife.
He could be used to take revenge on Camilla, he could also be used to stabilize the company.
