Forged My Marriage, Stole My Baby—Now I’m the Judge You Kneel To - Chapter 70: Chapter 70

A day later, Sebastian returned right on time.
He brought back a two-hundred-million-dollar Ocean Star necklace and a one-of-a-kind starlight diamond gown.
"Babe, we're celebrating our fifth anniversary tonight. I want everyone to witness our happiness."
His tone was gentle but left no room for argument, as always.
Aveline silently put on the gown, letting him admire her before they left.
The dinner party was held at a seven-star hotel owned by Rookwood Corporation.
The luxurious ballroom was filled with elegantly dressed socialites and celebrities.
All the servers were dressed in elegant black cocktail dresses and ornate lace masks.
Sebastian glanced at them coldly before explaining to Aveline: "Babe, you're tonight's star. Those background players wear masks so they won't steal your spotlight."
Aveline had a sinking feeling about what was coming. Her face went pale.
She was about to speak when flattering voices interrupted her.
"Mr. Rookwood is as romantic and thoughtful as ever. Mrs. Rookwood is so lucky."
"I heard Mr. Rookwood's fifth anniversary gift is a five-billion-dollar estate."
"Mr. Rookwood said his love only grows stronger, and his gifts get more expensive each year."
Suddenly, there was a loud ripping sound.
"S-sorry!"
A masked server stumbled to her feet, her dress torn up to her thigh, revealing her long, enticing legs.
But none of the guests were admiring the view. They all fell silent.
Everyone knew Sebastian was obsessively devoted to his wife. To disrupt the party atmosphere at a time like this, given his reputation for being unhinged...
Everyone silently mourned for the clumsy server’s fate.
Sure enough, Sebastian's voice turned ice cold: "Come with me."
"Babe, rules are rules. I'll go discipline her real quick."
He softened his tone for Aveline.
Then he grabbed the server's wrist and dragged her upstairs.
A moment later, Aveline followed.
On the third floor, around the corner, the conference room door was slightly ajar.
The server sat on the conference table, her long, smooth legs wrapped around Sebastian's waist.
Her mask lay beside her.
Her exposed face was tearful and pitiful.
It was Serena.
Aveline's heart clenched painfully. So he'd used celebrating their anniversary as an excuse to fulfill Serena's wish.
But apparently, she wasn't satisfied.
"I'm sorry, honey. You brought me out, I should be happy. But seeing you and Miss Hart so in love made me feel awful. I felt so sick I had an episode and fell down without realizing it. I embarrassed you. Are you mad that I ruined things for you and Miss Hart?"
"No."
Sebastian wiped the tears from Serena's eyes.
"I just feel bad for you. I'll have my assistant take you back and get a specialist to examine you."
"I don't want to leave." Serena clung to him, her voice playful. "Other people can't cure me. You're my medicine. Want to try?"
Sebastian chuckled as he cupped the back of her head and gave her a passionate kiss.
"Better now?"
"Better, but not enough. I need deeper treatment."
Serena's voice was seductive as her hands wandered over Sebastian's sensitive spots, teasing him expertly.
Sebastian groaned: "Tell me, babe—are you losing your mind, or just dying to be fucked?"
Serena laughed softly, breathing into his ear: "Both."
The next second, Sebastian pressed her down onto the table, completely tearing off her dress.
The flash of white skin stung Aveline's eyes.
She remembered four years ago when Serena had snuck into Sebastian's office.
She'd been completely naked, lying on his desk, begging pathetically: "Mr. Rookwood, please just fuck me once. Just once."
Sebastian hadn't even looked at her, coldly having her arrested.
He'd covered Aveline's eyes: "Disgusting. Don't look. You're the only woman I'll ever sleep with."
But now he was pressing Serena against the desk, his hands exploring her entire body.
His eyes held no disgust anymore, only passionate intimacy.
Aveline couldn't watch anymore. She left on trembling legs.
When Sebastian reappeared, he was carrying a gift box.
"Babe, this is the deed to this hotel. Tonight it witnessed our beautiful love, so I'm giving it to you."
A ten-billion-dollar hotel, given away just like that. The guests looked at Aveline with renewed envy.
Just then, Serena came back downstairs in a fresh dress.
Her expression was hidden behind the mask, but her clenched fists showed her displeasure.
A moment later, Serena unclenched her hands and meekly went to prepare the champagne tower.
She stood on her tiptoes, starting to pour from the top glass.
Suddenly she twisted her ankle and grabbed the tablecloth in panic, causing the entire champagne tower to come crashing down.
Countless glass shards flew directly at Serena and Aveline behind her.
Amid the screams, Sebastian's face changed as he ran toward them.
Looking panicked, he pulled Serena away and shielded her in his arms.
Aveline, who had already dodged to safety, was knocked down hard by his movement.
Aveline's head hit the ground, warm blood trickling down.
Glass shards cut into her body, creating bloody wounds that felt like torture.
Her vision blurred. Despite the excruciating pain, Aveline smiled numbly.
She'd always thought Sebastian had divided his love equally between two women.
But when forced to choose, his choice would be Serena.