She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)

Chapter 48

Scarlett was so frightened that she instantly ceased speaking.

She glanced at the man with a tinge of disappointment.

He was not angry, which meant he was not Sebastian.

She was very upset, so she decisively rolled away from his embrace, facing away from him, and shut

her eyes to drift off to sleep.

She always felt that, despite not being Sebastian, this man would not hurt her..

She was greatly relieved and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

Once she had fallen asleep, he drew her back into his embrace.

He hugged her and kept patting her back.

Scarlett, exhausted, drifted off to sleep. In her dream-like state, she found herself dreaming of the

teenager once more.

In her dream, he raised his foot, aiming it at her heart, and kicked it twice with force.

In her dream, he broke her fingers one by one and slapped her hard.

She lay on the ground, curled up in agony.

However, she still held out her hand to him with hope. “Liam, I’m hurting, I’m hurting…

The man heard her muttering, and his hand that had been patting his back suddenly stopped.

The man stared at the woman in his arms for a long time before pushing her away. Flipping the bed

over, he quickly put on his clothes, grabbed his coat, and departed.

The moment the man closed the door, Scarlett whispered, “Sebastian…

Sebastian hugged her to sleep, cooing her like a child, bringing her great joy in her dream.

When she awoke in this dream, she felt incredibly blessed to have had such a beautiful dream.

Scarlett touched the spot next to her and it was cold; the presidential suite was still very dark.

She heaved a sigh of relief upon realizing the man had already left, and got up to open the floor-to-

ceiling window.

As soon as the curtains were drawn, the sun beamed in.

Scarlett only then realized the vastness of the presidential suite.

It took up the whole floor.

It was shockingly large, measuring a few hundred square meters.

The bed was a huge, round, white one of excellent quality.

The bathroom also had a generously-sized bathtub.

Furthermore, the kitchen and study were also present.

Everything was readily available.

It was the most luxurious and opulent setup!

Mr. Yea appeared to be very wealthy.

Scarlett, after assessing the presidential suite, grabbed her phone and inspected it.

She slept until four in the afternoon, and if she had slept a bit longer, the day would have been gone!

She rushed to the bathroom to wash, grabbed her phone, and hastened to the hotel to inspect the

room.

However, the receptionist informed her that the presidential site was exclusively reserved for Mr. Yea

and there was no requirement to check out

Scarlett was once again taken aback. A Town’s premier entertainment hub was the Night Club, and he

had an exclusive presidential suite here?

She couldn’t help but inquire of the receptionist, “Are you aware of Mr. Yea’s name?”

The receptionist shook her head politely and said. “Tim sorry. I have no idea”

Even if she knew who it was, she still wouldn’t dare to divulge the VIP information.

Furthermore, the VIP had no identification whatsoever, so the receptionist was unaware.

Scarlett, unable to ask any more, thanked her and departed the hotel.

After taking her medicine, she went to the hospital to get a new prescription.

The attending doctor, frowning, asked her about her physical condition, inquiring about the time of her

sleep.

“Miss Sales, I still urge you to remain in the hospital for treatment. Your current physical state is not

looking too promising.”

Scarlett refused to stay in the hospital, seeing it as a place to wait for death and not wanting to waste

her remaining life

there.

Seeing her insistence, the doctor refrained from further persuasion and reminded her to take care of

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and the risk of sudden fainting or death.

Scarlett accepted this death, not wanting it to be too painful for too long.

Having obtained the medicine from the hospital, she returned to the police station and solved the case.

She proactively accepted the invitation last night, thus altering the nature of the situation.

Moreover, his background was not insignificant. Even if she wanted to find out his indentity, it was

highly improbable. She might as well spare herself the anguish.

Having done all this, Scarlett returned home and once again fell into a deep slumber.