Chapter 183

Jareth Carrington's answer made Sea beam with joy. She threw her arms around him, showering him with kisses like they weren’t smack in the middle of a public restaurant. Meanwhile, Celestia Brooks kept her face unreadable, as calm as still water. You couldn’t see a crack on her surface, but inside, she was a storm barely held together. She’d thought—naively—that maybe, just maybe, he’d have at least a shred of consideration for her, the woman he called his wife. But nope. The guy didn’t even hesitate to say yes to his ex. A sharp pain jabbed at her chest. Sea clearly had no intention of holding back. She was practically glowing with glee. Once she'd had her moment of gloating, she turned her attention to Celestia across the table. Chin tilted arrogantly, she said in an intentionally suggestive tone, "Jareth, I’ve missed you so much this past year... I still remember how solid your chest felt, how perfect the rhythm was… Wanna come to my room tonight?" Her syrupy voice crawled into Cele