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Thirty eight: Surprised
I watched them as they hugged passionately. I was so angry, but what could I do? He was my ex-husband, she was my best friend. If I reacted, I could hurt Claire's feelings. The bad thing was, he was deceiving her. What was he going to gain by deceiving many women?
She hadn't stopped crying. She was even sobbing so hard, crying as if she got hit by a strong hammer. What confused me was why she was crying. Did Sebas do something to her as well? Why was she being this emotional?
"My baby." He smiled, stroking her hair.
Baby? She was his baby? This was so annoying. Couldn't they respect the fact I was here?
"Se-Se-Sebastian." She wept harder. Maybe I had to help her out. He had probably broken her heart before.
"Claire?" I was kind of worried. I soothed her back, trying to catch a glimpse of her face. "Is something going on? Why are you crying?" I raised my eyes to
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