Sienna Monroe was montarily stunned, not expecting him to suddenly ntion Sebastian Prescott, but quickly regained her composure.
He was right; this matter indeed needed Sebastian Prescott.
After all, she had already paid the agency fee.
She could vaguely guess the reason for Caleb Sinclair’s question, but that didn’t an she would feel guilty about it.
There was no need to hide it; it seed like Caleb Sinclair wouldn’t agree to divorce quietly, and sooner or later, they would end up in court.
She nodded openly, "Yes."
Caleb Sinclair stood up with a solemn expression, his eyes filled with a nacing look, and the veins on his forehead bulging, "Why him? Imperial City has more than one lawyer,
why must it be him?! Haven’t I told you to stay away from him, why don’t you listen?!"
Sienna Monroe’s sorrowful gaze was tinged with complexity.
She knew why he would suddenly lose control at the ntion of Sebastian Prescott.
It was nothing but a man’s ego and possessiveness.
But she found it ridiculous.
How could soone want everything at once?
She laughed sarcastically, "I hired a lawyer to fight my divorce case! What do you think? Caleb Sinclair, don’t impose your dirty thoughts on others, don’t forget, you’re the one who cheated!"
Sebastian Prescott was a well-known top lawyer in Imperial City, never having lost a civil case.
What was wrong with hiring him as her attorney?
No one would find fault with that.
But that didn’t an she would let Caleb Sinclair pour imagined filth on her.
Caleb Sinclair gritted his teeth, his nacing eyes bursting with rage, "Can you truly say your relationship with Sebastian Prescott is pure? I’ve already said the report about Vivian Nash is false,
last night I did et Vivian Nash, but absolutely nothing inappropriate happened. She said she wanted to see ,
thinking about the child in her belly needed resolution to prevent further issues, I went to see her. I really haven’t done anything to betray you.
Why don’t you believe but trust an outsider like Sebastian Prescott? Why?!"
Suspicious, gloomy, irritable.
This perhaps was his true self hidden beneath his gentle exterior.
His self-reflection was rely superficial.
He hadn’t truly acknowledged his mistakes but instead shifted the bla onto Vivian Nash. If she didn’t forgive or accept, he would bla her instead.
While he himself remained cleanly uninvolved.
Sienna Monroe’s disappointnt at the mont almost covered all her senses.
She felt tired.
"Was it who made you cheat? You’ve done such things, why should you confidently ask for forgiveness, to believe you? And don’t throw mud on , the innocent stays innocent!
If you think there’s sothing between and Sebastian Prescott, then bring out the evidence. I forgave you before, not because I didn’t care, but because I spent so much effort to comfort myself,
to let the past go, to move forward, yet that report turned all my efforts to ashes. Whenever I think of the possible bits and pieces between you and her,
I feel nauseated."
Perhaps her gaze was too cold, or her tone too harsh, Caleb Sinclair’s whole body trembled, the nace on his face dissipated slightly.
The initial anger weighed on his heart, unable to be vented or dissolved.
His eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth to speak, "Sienna, that’s not what I ant, we’ve been together for so many years..."
They didn’t have to end like this.
Last night, nothing happened between him and Vivian Nash.
But...but...
His throat bobbed, unable to speak.
"Yes, we’ve been together for so many years, and whose blessing has brought us to this situation?
So, let’s maintain dignity, don’t make regret knowing you, it would be embarrassing for you and also the Sterling Family."
Sienna Monroe smiled with an aged expression, a light gaze falling on his face, without resentnt, without anger.
Just very indifferent, if one ignored the desolation in her tone, she seed almost like an irrelevant observer.
She didn’t entangle much, leaving those words and went to the dressing room.
At this point, Sienna Monroe intended to move out.
Since this ti she was serious, there was no need to procrastinate.
She imdiately contacted a moving company.
Having lived here for more than three years, not to ntion clothes, bags, jewelry, even daily trivial items were too many.
She could leave them, but unwilling to leave them at Moonlit Villa.
Ultimately, it disgusted her, and it was better to handle it herself.
However, she didn’t want to waste ti here.
Otherwise, it seed like she was waiting for Caleb Sinclair to ask her to stay.
She didn’t want to give him any hope, so decided to move everything to The Left Bank Courtyard.
Later she could sort through what she wanted and what she didn’t want.
It’s just that she didn’t want most of the things, including clothes, jewelry given by Caleb Sinclair, but wasn’t generous enough to leave them behind without benefit.
Even though the relationship wasn’t worth cherishing, those things were still money.
Selling them second-hand would at least make so noise.
She didn’t carefully categorize, found a few empty boxes, and threw all her stuff inside.
But there were so many things, the boxes quickly filled up.
She fetched three large suitcases to pack jewelry and small items.
anwhile, Caleb Sinclair stood there in a daze, his eyes unfocused and distracted.
Regret knowing him?
That equaled denying everything they once had.
Also ant Sienna Monroe was unwilling to recall those beautiful monts, leaving only resentnt and pain between them, even hatred.
No way!
Their sweet happiness together couldn’t be denied.
Tears slid down from his eyes.
After a long while, Caleb Sinclair was brought back to his senses by the sounds inside.
Walking into the dressing room, he saw that most of it looked emptied, with many cardboard boxes and plastic containers, and suitcases spread across the floor.
Flustered, he walked over, grabbed Sienna Monroe’s hand, and pleaded pitifully, "Sienna, what are you doing..."
Sienna Monroe resisted by pulling her hand away, shouting in anger, "Don’t touch with the hand you’ve held Vivian Nash with! Caleb Sinclair, let go,
if I stay here any longer, I’ll really go crazy. I don’t want to beco a resentful woman I can’t even recognize, let go."
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