Chapter 150

• Sebastian was seated on an armchair in his study, staring at the fireplace, lost in thoughts of him and Amelia on their honeymoon, before that and after that. The thought of their last conversation at the beach haunted him like a living nightmare, a glass of whiskey in hand when a knock brought him back to reality. He groaned in annoyance before taking a sip of the whiskey, “Come in.” He said, his voice cold and lifeless.
• Jimmy walked in, his expression sad at the sight of his almighty boss looking like a total dump. It's been a week since Amelia as for space and Sebastian had taken it a little hard then, but when Amelia called, asking for more time and didn't know when she was going to be back, Sebastian had taken it really hard, he stopped going to work and usually drink all day, drinking himself to sleep in Amelia’s room, her clothes scattered on the bed while he slept on it, inhaling her scent.
• “He's a fuckin mess," Jimmy mumbled with pity In his voice.