Sabrina’s tone did not sound as if she was talking to her husband. More like… Like two equally powerful mobsters negotiating a deal, and Sabrina was on the losing end. She sounded as if she knew she was losing but was still trying hard to maintain her composure. Even if she lost, her back would remain ramrod straight.

Sebastian looked at his wife’s expression and laughed to himself. ‘Interesting.’

“What do you want to talk about?” Sebastian asked.

“I think…” Sabrina sucked in a deep breath and smiled as she spoke, “I think, no matter what we talk about, we shouldn’t discuss it outside, don’t you think so? But if you insist, I don’t mind.”

Sabrina: “…”

After a pause, he said, “I was waiting for you, until now. I kept calling you but you wouldn’t answer.”

Sabrina asked, “Are we going in or not?”

Sebastian slid his arm naturally around her shoulders. Feeling her cold skin, he frowned, took off his suit jacket, and wrapped it around her directly.

Sabrina wanted to struggle, but