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“Since when do you know how to make this?” Sebastian asked. 

“It’s pretty simple. I make it for Lenny all the time.” Valeria wasn’t sure why he was asking, but she watched Sebastian take a seat at the table, pick up a spoon, and taste it. 

She was about to warn him that it was scalding hot. She had even ordered him something else for breakfast, figuring a man like him wouldn’t be used to something so plain. 

When the doorbell rang, Valeria went to grab the delivery. It was a fancy breakfast set. 

She then set it on the table, but Sebastian didn’t touch it. Instead, he ate the scrambled eggs she had made. 

He frowned while eating, as if the taste didn’t quite sit right with him, but he still finished every bite. 

“Is it bad? It’s for Lenny. You’re probably not used to eating food like this.” 

Scrambled eggs were one of the cheapest and most common items people made for kids. They were nutritious, easy to make, and affordable. For someone who grew up with money, though, it wasn’t something he had often. 

“I had it once before, but it tasted awful. Yours is actually tasty,” he replied calmly, fixing his gaze on the empty plate. He had just gotten out of the shower, his damp hair hanging over his forehead and covering his eyes. 

Valeria responded without thinking. “You’ve had this before?” 

“Yeah. I had a fever and stomachache that time,” Sebastian commented evenly, as if recalling something he’d rather not bring up. 

She froze for a second. She had almost forgotten that she had made that awful scrambled egg back then. 

That time, she really hadn’t made it well. The eggs were overcooked, a bit rubbery, and had broken into little dry bits instead of being soft and fluffy. 

Valeria stood up and walked to the fridge, opening it without any real purpose, shuffling milk cartons around just to have something to do. She wasn’t sure whether she was overplaying it, but she suddenly didn’t feel like sitting there. 

It was easier to hide her thoughts this way. 

Then, in what she hoped sounded casual, she asked, “Was it Jane? Your ex–girlfriend?” 

She could feel Sebastian’s stare burning into her back. 

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Valeria bit her lip, explaining, “You were drunk last night. You called out her name.” 

Sebastian furrowed his brows, and his calm expression gave way to seriousness. “I called her name?” 

“Yeah. When Mr. Davidson dropped you off, you were holding me and calling her name,” Valeria said softly. 

Her eyes were fixed on a carton of milk inside the fridge. She took it out and sat back down at the table, feeling her heart racing. 

She had never been good at hiding her feelings, but when she lied, it was written all over her face. Her eyes would dart away, and guilt would creep into her expression. 

“I’m sorry. I had too much to drink last night.” Sebastian pursed his lips. It seemed he hadn’t expected that he had actually called Jane’s name in front of Valeria. 

It was ridiculous. Awkward, even to be calling another woman’s name in front of Valeria. 

He looked at Valeria and could sense she wasn’t happy. He imagined how he’d feel if she were holding him and called out Shane’s name. He wouldn’t just be upset–it would be far worse 

than that. 

Sebastian’s expression was hard to read. He wanted to explain, but blaming it on being drunk felt like nothing more than a lousy excuse. 

He thought he had finally begun to forget Jane. It wasn’t that he saw Valeria as a stand–in, even though the women shared some similarities. 

Last night, at Simon’s party, he’d had a few too many drinks. He had never expected himself to 

call out Jane’s name, but he couldn’t control it when he was drunk. 

Sebastian wanted to explain that Valeria had a husband, and he had an ex. That was completely 

normal. 

Valeria gave a faint smile, though there was a trace of bitterness in her eyes. She lowered her head and took a sip of milk so he wouldn’t see her emotions. “So… Jane was your ex… I remember you were in the same class in high school…” 

“What are you trying to say?” 

“Do you know what people used to call her? They called her names–said she was a fat cow, a broke loser who latched onto you. They said you were blind, that you would hook up with a whale.” 

“Valeria.” His voice dropped sharply. 

She looked at him. “Don’t your own friends talk about her like that? So, why is it that when I 

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say it, you get upset?” 

Sebastian’s tone softened a little as he responded, “Valeria, it’s over between me and her. There’s no reason for you to tear her down.” 

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“Tear her down?” Valeria let out a short laugh. “Your buddies, like Mr. Davidson, who dropped you off last night, had said the same thing before. Why don’t you call them out for it?” 

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