Chapter 3 We Break Up

"Upon hearing this, Sebastian's face immediately turned cold. His deep black eyes stared intensely at Joyce.

"I told you I wouldn't get married. If you can't handle it, you shouldn't have agreed in the first place."

Joyce's eyes welled up with a hint of red. "Because it was about the two of us back then, now it has become about three."

"She can't threaten you."

Joyce chuckled self-deprecatingly. "A single phone call made you abandon me, disregarding my well-being, Sebastian. Tell me, how exactly is that not a threat?"

Anger was evident in Sebastian's eyes. "Joyce, are menstrual cramps really worth all this fuss?"

"What if I get pregnant?"

"Don't even think about using a child as leverage. I've always been careful with protection!"

The man's tone was icy, without a hint of hesitation. If that child still existed, he would have made her get rid of it too.

Joyce's last remnant of delusion shattered completely. She clenched her fists tightly, not even feeling the pain as her nails dug into her flesh.

She raised her chin and smiled bitterly. "You once said that what we had was about emotions, not marriage. If one of us ever got tired of it, we would part ways amicably. Sebastian, I'm tired. Let's break up!"

She said it decisively, without any hesitation. But no one knew that her heart was bleeding at this moment.

The veins on Sebastian's hand bulged as he stared sharply at Joyce. "Do you know the consequences of saying those words?"

"I know that hearing those words from me makes you uncomfortable, Sebastian. But I'm tired. I don't want to be part of a love triangle."

Joyce used to be idealistic, thinking that as long as two people loved each other, marriage was irrelevant. But she was wrong, because Sebastian's heart had never been hers alone.

Sebastian grabbed Joyce's chin. "Do you think you can force me to marry you like this? Joyce, either I underestimated you or you're just too full of yourself."

Disappointed, Joyce looked at him. "Think whatever you want. I'm moving out today."

After speaking, she got up from the bed, ready to leave, but Sebastian pulled her into his arms.

Sebastian's warm and moist lips captured hers perfectly. His deep and magnetic voice carried a hint of coldness.

"After you leave me, are you not afraid that the Blackwood family will return to how it was before? This is what you exchanged your three years of youth for."

Joyce's mind was suddenly blown away, and she stared at him in disbelief.

"Explain yourself clearly. What three years of youth?"

Sebastian's cold fingertips casually traced the bite marks on her lips, a mocking smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

"You set me up to save you, willing to follow me even without marriage. Wasn't it all for helping your father save the Blackwood family? Do you have any other reasons to make me believe?"

Three years ago, the Blackwood family did indeed face an unprecedented economic crisis.

After Sebastian and Joyce started dating, they did bring a lot of business to the Blackwood family, helping them out of the crisis.

Joyce thought at the time that it was because Sebastian liked her, that's why he was willing to help.

Joyce's lips trembled as she asked, "So, all the good things you've done for me in these three years were just for show, without any real feelings?"

Sebastian's face turned green with anger at Joyce's words. He clenched his teeth and said, "It was a game of wits, not hearts. Did you really think I was serious?"

Sebastian's words pierced Joyce's heart like a knife. She had devoted three years of deep affection, only to be treated as a blatant transaction of money and favors by Sebastian.

Only she, in her foolishness, believed that he truly loved her.

With this realization, every inch of Joyce's skin felt like it was being torn apart by hounds, causing her immense pain.

The sorrow in her eyes gradually turned icy. "Three years of youth should be enough to repay President Winters' favor. Now that we're even, let's not ever contact each other again."