He Swore He Hated Seafood, So Why Did His Lips Taste Like Oysters? - Chapter 119: Chapter 119

After ghosting the office for a full week, I finally got a call from Jace.
He agreed to break up—but only if I gave up my 30% stake in the company, no questions asked.
He said he gave me those shares because I was his girlfriend, and now that we're over, I should "naturally" hand them back.
Funny how he left out the part where I got poached by a rival firm, and he panicked and handed over equity just to keep me from leaving.
Back then his little startup was bleeding money, and that 30% was basically Monopoly money.
If throwing it at me meant I'd stay, then great.
Win-win for him.
I was stunned. Like, genuinely speechless at how someone could be that shameless.
His voice was so serious, I started wondering if I was the one with memory problems.
He just kept talking like nothing was wrong.
"Of course," he said, "if you don't want to break up, then your shares are still yours."
"The company is still ours."
Right. And just like that, I figured out the real reason he didn't want to let go.
He knew damn well the company wouldn't be where it is without me.
He's too arrogant to handle business deals or pitch to investors—those were always my job.
Anytime the company had to put on a face to the outside world, it was my face.
He needs me, plain and simple.
I didn't say anything for a while, and he took that as hesitation.
So he rushed in with, "Sloane, come on, all guys fool around."
"You know how it is in this industry—mistresses, side pieces, it's all normal."
"But you're the one I want to marry. We could go get our marriage license tomorrow."
"You'd be my real wife."
I couldn't help but snap.
"So you're saying I'd be the ‘main' and Blaire's the ‘side bitch'?"
"You think I should get on my knees and cry tears of joy ‘cause you're willing to marry me?"
"Newsflash, Jace—polygamy went out with the damn pilgrims."
"What century are you living in?"
"You're disgusting. Honestly."
After that call, I cut him off completely.
I thought, finally, maybe my life could go back to normal.
But of course—drama always shows up late, but it shows up.
Blaire came looking for me.
No idea how she got my address, but she straight-up showed up at my front door.
I had nowhere to hide, so I agreed to meet her at a café just outside my building—I wasn't about to let her dirty the air inside my home.
I thought she was just another dumb girl who fell for Jace's games.
Turns out, Jace reached out to her—he heard from some old college buddy that she got divorced, and he jumped at the chance.
She sat across from me, eyes full of smugness.
"You know what Jace told me?" she said.
"He said losing me was the biggest regret of his life."
"That he's lucky I'm divorced, so now he has a chance to make things right."
"He told me if he could go back in time, he'd give up the company, give up everything, just to be with me again."
"He said—"
"Stop," I cut her off. "Please, I'm trying not to puke."
Her smile dropped in an instant.
And that gave me so much joy.
"What's wrong? Didn't your eternal, star-crossed love give you enough confidence?"
"Why come brag to me? Want me to buy you two a billboard so the world can celebrate your lizard-human romance?"
She started breathing hard, face flushed.
"Don't get cocky," she snapped.
"I came to talk this out like adults. Just leave us alone."
She took a deep breath and added, "Do you know why he ran out on you that day?"
"I'm pregnant, Sloane. You lost."
I gave her a slow, cold look.
"Sweetheart, get a clue. He's the one begging me to stay."
"He thinks you're useless and can't help him build anything, so he's been groveling at my feet, desperate for me not to walk."
"If you had a brain, you'd drag him away yourself instead of showing up to ruin my appetite. Honestly?"
"You two deserve each other. Perfect match. I wish you a long, miserable life together."
Her face turned gray.
I didn't give her a chance to snap back—I stood up, ready to be done with this circus.
But before I walked off, I threw her a bone.
"Since you're planning to ride a man's coattails your whole life, better make that baby count."
"Instead of chasing me for a fight, maybe go tell the Queen Mother that Prince Jace has an heir now."
"Oh, and one more thing—don't come barking at my door again."
"I'm human. You're a stray. Let's keep the lanes separate."
I walked away without looking back.
God, I can't stand women who don't know how to walk on their own.
Leeches in heels.