Suddenly, Sebastian Brenand’s phone vibrated.

Seeing that it was an unknown number, Sebastian declined the call and threw his phone aside impatiently.

Soon, his phone vibrated again. The same number was shown on the screen.

Only then did Sebastian pick up the call though he was reluctant to do so. “What do you want?”

Following that statement, he slowly sat up from the bed and leaned against the bedhead lazily. When he found a comfortable position to rest his heavy head, he closed his eyes again.

“Is this Sebastian Brenand?” It was a young man’s voice.

“Yes, I am. Who are you?”

“Hello, Young Master Brenand. I’m George Orsen.”

Sebastian’s mood went downhill as soon as he heard the name.

Raw jealousy flowed through him like lava.

“You’re Rachel’s husband, right? What do you want from me? Huh?” Sebastian jabbed.

“Actually… I’m not her husband.”

“What do you mean? Did the two of you get a divorce?”

“No… Our marriage is merely a lie. The marriage certificate you saw t