Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Afraid Rosalie would refuse again, Sean immediately spoke up. “If Anya finds out I let you walk off alone, she’s gonna kill me.”

Thinking of Anya’s heree, no–nonsense attitude, Rosalie chuckled. “Alright, thanks.“

Judging by the way Sean was acting, he wasn’t about to take no for an answer anyway, Rosalie couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, so she just went along with it.

As they made their way downstairs, Sean asked, “So how’d you get hurt?”

probably something stupid

Rosalie frowned slightly, thinking back. Honestly, she couldn’t even remember the exact moment it happened. It was p most likely from that night at Anya’s Lounge when she got wasted.

She replied in a casual tone. “I drank too much the other night. Didn’t watch where I was going and stepped on some glass.”

Hearing that she got wasted. Sean raised his brows and asked, “You were drinking because of the divorce, weren’t you!”

Rosalie internally rolled her eyes and retorted, ‘Geeze, nobody asked you to play detective. Maybe try not running your mouth for once and just walk, okay!

She already regretted lening Sean walk her downstairs because Sean talked way too much.

She had always wondered how someone like Julian, who barely spoke a hundred words in a day, managed to get along with this guy.

Seeing that Rosalie wasn’t responding, Sean assumed he’d hit the nail on the head. He continued, “I knew it. Julian’s a piece of shit. Roseanne left him ages ago, and he’s still hung up on her? He’s such a jerk.”

Hearing Sean’s curse, Rosalie almost laughed. She mused, Wow. This guy really knows how to rub salt in a wound.

If I were still the same Rosalie from my last life, I’d probably be fuming right now. Hell, I’d probably storm into Julian’s office and start a fight. But this is just a comedy to me now.

Before

re Sean could keep running his mouth, Rosalie cut him off, “My ride’s here. You can go back to work”

She waved toward a striking red Ferrari that had just pulled up. A man stepped out, and the moment Sean saw him, his expression shifted.

The guy was just as flashy as his car. Dressed in a pastel pink suit–bold but not the least bit tacky–he had the kind of sharp, effortless g that could hold their own even standing next to Julian.

good looks

Sean’s eyes widened. He glanced from the man to Rosalie, and an alarm went off in his head. He muttered inwardly, ‘Shit, Julian’s about to get seriously cheated on.

The man greeted her casually. “Hey, Rosalie”

Rosalie handed him her crutch without hesitation and said, “Come on and help me.

Her tone was easy and familiar, like she instructed him all the time. That only made Sean’s internal panic worse.