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You Weren't Invited to My Wedding Ex novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15

That evening, Sebastian kissed the side of my neck before slipping on his watch. I have to talk to my team upstairs,he said, adjusting the cuff of his shirt. We’re running deep scans into the security breach. It’s internal. Someone either sold us out, or they’re stupid enough to think they could outmaneuver me.

I nodded, leaning against the doorframe of the suite. Go. Handle your empire. I’ll be here.

He paused, scanning my face like he could feel something unsettled beneath my smile. You sure you’re okay?

I tilted my chin. “I’m not breakable, Sebastian.”

A slow smirk tugged at his lips. “No. You’re just dangerous when provoked.

Exactly.

He tapped my cheek lightly, then left.

I made myself a drink and sat out on the balcony, watching the moonlight glitter over the dark ocean. Peaceful. Perfect. So obviously about to be ruined.

My phone lit up again.

Unknown Number: Pearl. Just one dinner. One. For closure. Please. You owe me that

much.

Jacob.

Of course, it was him. I didn’t even need to guess. The man was consistent else about never knowing when to quit.

I almost showed the text to Sebastian. Almost. But something stopped me.

if nothing

No, not fear. Pride. I wanted to handle this myself. End it cleanly. Facetoface. I didn’t need Sebastian to fight my ghosts. Not this one. Not anymore.

So I said yes.

One dinner. One final conversation.

I arrived at the restaurant he pickedprivate, low lighting, white tablecloths trying to impress. He was already sitting at a corner table with a view, nursing some dark liquor like it would somehow make him look more tragic.

Jacob stood up when I walked in, eyes raking me top to bottom.

You lookexpensive,” he said, like he didn’t expect me to still wear my power like skin.

Because I am,I replied smoothly, slipping into the chair across from him. Get to the point, Jacob.

He stared at me for a long moment. You’re really going to marry him, aren’t you?

I’m already married, sweetheart.”

His jaw twitched.

Then he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a velvet box. Opened it slowly.

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A diamond the size of his ego gleamed under the light.

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He slid it across the table. You’re not. Not legally. You and I both know you rushed this with Sebastian to get under my skin. Pearl, you’re confused-

I started laughing. Right there, Loud and careless.

His mouth pulled into a sneer. What the fuck is so funny?

You.I wiped a tear from my eye. You’re pathetic, Jacob. You think this is some grand romantic gesture? You think I’m going to cry and fall into your arms because you finally decided I’m worth your attention?

He leaned forward, voice low and angry. Don’t act like you didn’t love me.

I did. Deeply, Stupidly. Enough to tolerate your lies, your gaslighting, your fuckery with Lavenia, Remember her? Your favorite charity case with a Gucci habit?

He went silent.

I leaned back. You’re not here for love. You’re here because your pride can’t stand that! moved on. That I married your business rival. That I’m not at your feet sobbing like you thought I’d be.

Pearl-

You only want what you can’t have. That’s your disease. But I’m not your cure.”

He slammed his glass against the table. He’s using you.

No,I said calmly, rising to my feet. He values me. He protects me. He actually gives a damn. Something you never did. So take your ring and give it to Lavenia. Or better yet, pawn it and buy a new personality.”

I didn’t even flinch when he stood, redfaced and furious.

You’ll regret this,he hissed,

Not a chance,I replied, brushing past him like he was nothing more than an old memory.

As I stepped into the night air, heels echoing across the stone path, I let the cool wind hit my face. I should’ve felt victorious. And I did.

But beneath that victory, there was a slight tremor. Not fear. Just awareness.

This wasn’t the end. Not for a man like Jacob Moreau. But I’d already played his game.

And now?

I was the one writing the rules.

I walked back into the villa barefoot, heels in hand, dress clinging to my skin from the ocean breeze. The air inside was warm and scented with the citrus candle Sebastian always lit at night. Everything looked the same.

But i wasn’t.

I stood still in the foyer for a beat too long, letting the silence settle. I’d walked away from Jacob tonight. From a chapter I once thought I couldn’t live without. From a man I had built

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fantasies around only to later realize I was a side character in his own delusions.

It felt good.

But still, I was trembling. Not from fear. Not from regret. From release.

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