Aster instantly wrapped her arms around him, guilt flashing in her eyes. "Sean, you’re always so thoughtful and kind. Thank you for your hard work.”
Sean gently smiled. "As your lover, this is what I should do. You welcome the guests, I’ll message you if something happens."
Carrying the baby, he walked out.
Dad then took Aster by the arm, faced the guests, and loudly announced the cooperation.
Aster even raised the microphone, stating that both families would stay united and support each other in the future.
Cheers and laughter filled the banquet hall.
I stayed alone near the side, chest aching with dull bitterness. Pulled by Cassandra, I ended up at the hospital.
Just turning past the corner, Sean walked toward us. When he saw the wrap on my forehead, every bit of softness vanished.
Lifting his chin with arrogance, he said, "Finley, now you see who Aster truly loves, right?"
He leaned in, lowering his tone, "Aster and I were never an accident. We were together one year before your wedding. She married you out of sympathy."