Chapter 111
He never thought they'd really end.
Sophia endured for six years, almost reaching the finish line.
Who knew she'd flip the game at the last moment?
Honestly, he used to look down on Sophia.
No spine. Came and went at Ethan's beck and call.
Now he realized she wasn't a dog, but a wolf.
One move set two men against each other, now avoiding each other like plague, completely severed.
Had to admit, the woman had skills…
Julian pulled out his phone.
"Call Sebastian. Tell him Ethan left."
Charlie quickly shook his head.
"You call. If they run into each other, it'll be explosive. I don't dare."
"Coward!" Julian dialed directly.
"Seb, come out."
A low voice replied.
"No."
"Ethan just left. You won't bump into him."
"It's not because of him."
Julian paused.
"Then why?"
Sebastian: "No bars. No late nights. No unnecessary drinking. Upholding male virtue."
Julian: "???"
Was he possessed?
Male virtue?
"Are you okay?"
Sebastian: "I've settled down."
"?"
"Serious."
"... Because of Sophia?"
"Yes."
…
In the car, Ethan closed his eyes, massaging his temples.
The AC was too high.
He lowered the window.
Cold wind rushed in.
Streetlights flickered across his profile.
But the restlessness in his heart didn't lessen at all.
Victoria firmly opposed his breakup with Isabella.
A week ago, she directly hired two nannies and moved Isabella into the villa to "rest."
Under the guise of care, it was surveillance.
When he found out Isabella had secretly approached his mother, he lost his temper.
They agreed: take the money, abort, clean break.