"Do you still remember what I said?"
Sebastian rested his fingers on the edge of the stone bed and looked sideways at me with a faint smile, which made me shudder.
I was shocked, but I still didn't answer.
Sebastian had said so many things to me, how could I remember all of them clearly?
What's more, I would rather not meet him again for the rest of my life.
Seeing that I did not speak, Sebastian was not angry at all. Instead, he whispered to me, "Don't worry. I had been pining after you for a long time, but now I have changed my mind. There is plenty offish in the sea."
Listening to what he said, I should have felt relieved, but for some reason, my fear grew stronger and stronger.
"That's good." I pretended to be calm and said lightly, "I wish you a life full of happiness."
"Of course." Sebastian raised his eyebrows while smiling, but he suddenly changed the subject. "But for me to be happy, I need your help."
Sure enough, he had other tricks up his sleeve.
However, I didn't want to be so passive.
"Yes, as long as you return my child to me, we can talk."
After listening to me, Sebastian lowered his eyes and smiled softly. "Why do you think that I am negotiating with you?"
As his voice fell, the smile on his face abruptly stopped.
There was a loud bang behind me, and the heavy iron door slammed open. A group of people in white coats and masks broke in, grabbed my hand, and tied me to the stone bed in a swift motion.
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