Chapter 183

Whether Shawn had a one-year-old son or two five-year-old sons, what did it have to do with Roxanne? Sebastian was furious. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, his cold gaze meeting her calm eyes. "He has a son, and you'd rather be someone else's stepmother?" Roxanne slapped his hand away and sighed. "Sebastian, we've already broken up. My affairs have nothing to do with you." A shattered light flickered across Sebastian's handsome face. He clenched his fists tightly, then loosened them powerlessly. His eyes turned blood-red in an instant. In the past seven years, he had never imagined that there would come a day when he would feel so helpless facing Roxanne. It turned out that as long as Roxanne was unwilling to cooperate, maintaining their relationship would be this difficult. Seeing the devastation and heartache in his eyes, Roxanne felt both helpless and bitter. If he had treated her like this a month ago, there might still have been room for reconciliation. But no