Chapter 4 4

"Sylvia, please leave." Sebastian blurted out of the blue.

"But Se-"

"I'm not gonna tell you one more time." He said in a commanding tone, leaving Sylvia startled for a little while before grabbing her clutch to leave. Once the sound of the door closed, Heather stood up and raced to the bathroom to puke out her breakfast.

She emptied the contents of her stomach and once she was done, two warm hands were circling her back trying to suit her.

"Are you okay?" Sebastian asked. Heather was startled and shoved her hand and nodded.

"I'm fine Mr. Hale." She said standing up to wash her mouth. As she stared in her reflection she noticed Sebastian gazing at her through the mirror as she tied her hair.

"Do you want to talk?" He spoke, seeming to imply something. Heather found his words weird but finally realized.

"Oh, uhm. When do you want to go to the civil affairs bureau?" She asked.

"What?" He said narrowing his eyes. Not happy about her question.

"I won't trouble you and Sylvia. You can tell your dad I initiated the divorce." She said dumbly.

"Divorce? Do you know what you're saying? Is this all some game to you?" His tone is a little louder than before.

Heather slowly turned her back from the mirror to face him, her heart was skipping a beat and her nerves felt like they would explode. "Mmhmm. I do. I've already packed my bags to go. I can't stay here and waste time with you anymore. I thought you'd learn how to love me but I realized it can never be forced. I won't get mad if you cheated on me because we don't really love each other."

"Heather! What on earth are you on?"

"I'm not on to anything Sebastian. Why are you angry? Isn't this what you wanted?"

"You have no idea what I want! If you want a divorce go and get one on your own."

He then stormed out of the bedroom. Heather did not know where he went. She has decided to leave him and the intimacy she had with him last night was enough for her memories to keep.

Picking all her luggage she took them one by one and loaded it into her car. As she was done, Sebastian emerged from his study.

"You're really going?" He asked in a low voice. His eyes darkened staring into Heather's last luggage.

Heather nodded her head. "I can't live like this anymore. This marriage is wrong from the very beginning. We're both still young so we still have a chance to find someone we truly lov---" She wasn't able to finish her sentence as Sebastian cut her off.

"If you need a break, I'll take you on a holiday. Just don't ask for a divorce." He said grabbing Heather's bag from her hands. Then walking straight up to put her stuff back.

Heather followed behind him trying to snatch her belongings, "Sebastian, what part didn't you understand? Are you trying to keep this marriage to please your father? You already have the company. People divorce these days so it won't cause such a big row in the media!"

"No!"

"I don't need your permission to leave! If I stay one more minute with you I'd rather die!"

"You hate me that much?"

"Yes! I do, I hate you so much I want to kill you!" Sebastian felt helpless and dropped her bag on the floor.

"If you wanna leave then fine!." Sebastian then stormed off leaving Heather alone once again. She watched his broad back disappear into the hallway.

Instinctively she caressed her tummy. "I'm sorry baby but I just can't live with daddy anymore." Then a thought hit her, 'Should I tell him now? He seems to be reluctant to divorce me. If I did I may have one more chance to make him love me.'

After an hour's drive, she finally reached her apartment in the middle of the city. No, it wasn't just any apartment. It was a 10,000,000 worth three-story 5 bedroom penthouse all fit for an heiress.

She planned to rest for the whole day when suddenly her phone started ringing.

"Hello, princess where are you?" The sound of an old man resonated in her ears.

"I'm at the apartment in Solar Drive. Boppy, I'm sorry. I should have listened to Nathaniel and not forced you to marry me off to Sebastian Hale." She said tearing up a little. Her grandpa loved her so much and would do anything for her. Both siblings were spoiled and were pampered with nothing but luxury.

4 years ago her Boppy was reluctant to send her to the US to get engaged and marry Sebastian Hale. But she wanted this, he was the man of her dreams and boppy would do anything to keep his princess happy.

When his father Simon Hale, went abroad to ask her grandfather, Alaric Presley, to unite the two she was the most excited.

She left her princess lifestyle and lived in a loveless house with her cold husband and lowered her pride and self-esteem in hopes that he'd show affection for her. But then she realized that dreams were only for little kids and that she and Sebastian have grown apart now.

"Remember our agreement. If you don't get that boy to fall in love with you in two years then you're coming home."

"I know boppy." She cried. 'It's just that I'm pregnant now and I don't want my child to not meet their father." She wanted to add but she didn't want to trouble the old man's heart.

"There, there! Child, it's okay. It's not your loss. We'll surely get back at the Hale one way or another for what they've done to you. Your brother and I will fly there soon and pick you, okay?" She jolted up upon hearing that, eyes wide as saucers.

They'll definitely know she's pregnant soon.