AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

The question of Roxane’s departure abroad was resolved. Sabrina and Joel naturally didn’t object, but they were worried that she was not used to her life, so they prepared a lot of things for her.

Food, clothing and daily necessities were all available.

Roxane, for her part, focused on drawing and solving language problems.

She was good at English, but she didn’t know anything about French, so she had to start from scratch.

Sebastien had hired a French teacher especially for her to help her.

It would be nice if they didn’t go to school. At least they could manage some simple daily conversations.

As for the former servant, she was found dead in her home shortly after her return.

The police investigated and found that the deceased had sealed the door and windows and committed suicide by burning charcoal. The possibility of homicide has been ruled out.

When Roxane heard Patrice’s report, she couldn’t help but complain:

-It would be too easy for her if she died like that.

Sebastian calmly picked up some food for her.

– Eat more.

The woman’s death had nothing to do with him. Even if she died, Lorraine could not come back.

Patrice continued:

– Berthe’s son has been pampered since he was a child. He is ambitious. A few years ago, his investment and his company failed. Over the past two years, he has worked for his relatives. However, he is not housebroken and often argues with them. Plus, he’s a gambler and I think he hits his wife a lot.

– What bastards!

Roxane slammed her chopsticks on the table angrily.

– Men who beat their wives are bastards. They should be shot!

Patrice was so frightened by her that he shivered and looked at Sebastien helplessly.

– President Flores, I swear to God, I do not hit my wife.

Sebastien looked at him with indifference.

– You have a wife?

Patrice was speechless.

Yes, I don’t have a wife yet.

Sebastien looked at Roxane and said in a soft voice:

-If you’re angry, be angry. Don’t slam the table, or your hands will hurt.

Roxane raised her burning palm.

– I couldn’t help it.

Sebastien glanced at his fair and tender little hand, which seemed to be a little red. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

– Figure it out. Consider this a help to heaven.

Berthe’s son was a gambler, and as long as he could use it, he could send her to the 18th level of hell, never to rise again.

– Yes, I’ll find someone to arrange it.

After Patrice finished speaking, he didn’t leave. Instead, he stood in place with a hesitant look on his face. He seemed to have something to say.

Sebastien looked up and looked at him.

– What else?

Patrice replied cautiously:

– There is news from the prison. Mylene seems to have gone crazy because she couldn’t take the blow.

Roxane was stunned. She turned to look at Patrice, surprise shining in her eyes.

Had Mylene gone mad?

Sebastian’s hand stopped and his voice was calm without any emotion.

-Has she really gone mad?

Patrick nodded.

– The prison asked a psychiatrist to do a test. She is confirmed to be mentally unstable. She will be transferred to a psychiatric hospital after following procedures.

Many years ago, Mylene thought that Sebastien was sick and wanted to send him to the psychiatric hospital.

She didn’t expect it to be her who entered.

Perhaps it was the cycle of karma, the retribution of reincarnation.

Sebastien was silent.

“Do you need me to arrange for a doctor to re-diagnose her?”

Patrice could not read the emperor’s thoughts and could only carefully ask for instructions.

– It’s not necessary. From now on, his business has nothing to do with me.

What he meant was that he didn’t want to hear from her anymore.

Patrice understood and turned to leave, not wanting to disturb them.

Roxane licked her lips and looked at Sebastien.

– Mylene has really gone crazy.

Sebastian gave a weak “hmm” and didn’t want to mention that person again.

– Could it be that she couldn’t stand it when I told her the truth the last time… Roxane muttered.

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– Sebastien, are you sure that everything will be okay? She asked worriedly.

He put down his chopsticks, his expression calm, and said seriously,

– My mother-son relationship with her was severed the moment she raised her butcher knife at you.

No matter what Mylene did to him, he could always tolerate it. However, if Mylene wanted to hurt Roxane, he would no longer tolerate it.

Roxane was his bottom line, an inverted ladder that no one could touch.

Roxane breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him say that. The next second, she started to worry again.

-Does Jonas know that too? Will he hate me to death?

He had saved her, but she had driven her mother crazy!

At the mention of Jonas, his black and white eyes seemed to have been splashed with cold water.

-Is it very important to you?

Roxane felt the sourness in the air and quickly corrected herself,

– let him hate me then. I didn’t do anything anyway. I just told Mylene the truth about what happened back then.

Sebastien sniffed softly. Don’t think he didn’t know she was just playing with him.

Roxane smiled adorably and innocently.

Sebastien did not discuss with her.

– Eat more. You can’t eat it when you go abroad.

– For what?

Roxane responded casually:

– I can do it myself.

Sebastien looked at her without saying anything.

She came to her senses and smiled stupidly again. She lowered her head and obediently ate her food.

Life is not easy.