True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 81 He Misses Joey

"Mr. Cross, you should call Dominic. Mr. Winters is already tired of me; he probably doesn't want to see me anymore. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

Alexander immediately said, "Joey, do you and Sebastian really have to be so distant? You could at least stay friends."

Joey sneered, "Mr. Cross, as a proper mistress, I shouldn't be entangled with my sugar daddy, right? I have things to do here, so I'll hang up now."

Her words were crisp and decisive, showing no hesitation.

Alexander hung up the phone and couldn't help but curse, "Bastard, you deserve this! It's all your fault. If you had just said a few more nice things to Joey, she wouldn't be so heartless towards you." Sebastian felt a sharp pain in his chest, but his face remained expressionless.

His tone was still devoid of any warmth. "A pampered bird can't handle the storms outside. When her wings are broken, she'll come back to me."

Alexander was infuriated, "Where do you get your confidence?"

Faced with such an unrepentant Sebastian, Alexander was speechless.

Still angry, Alexander, called a few friends to join him in drinking with Sebastian.

In the end, everyone got drunk from drinking with Sebastian, and Sebastian himself wasn't much more sober.

Half-drunk and half-awake, resting on the sofa, he heard someone calling him.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Joey's pure and clean face.

She was wearing his favorite black spaghetti strap dress, her golden curls lazily draped over her shoulders, carrying the floral scent he liked. Sebastian could no longer hold back his suppressed emotions.

He grabbed her hand, his voice hoarse, "Joey, come home with me, please?"

His deep eyes looked at the woman in front of him with burning intensity.

Although mistaken for Joey, Isabella's heart still fluttered seeing Alexander look at her so affectionately.

She deliberately imitated Joey's cold demeanor and said softly, "Sebastian, you can't drink this much anymore."

Hearing Joey's reproach again, feeling her concern again, Sebastian's eyes reddened with emotion.

He held Isabella's hand, looking at her with a dazed expression, "Okay, I'll listen to you from now on, as long as you don't leave."

He had always been aloof and arrogant, never speaking so humbly to anyone before.

But he was inexplicably gentle with Joey, that damned woman.

Isabella bit her lip in anger.

But she quickly regained her composure.

What did it matter if he mistook her for Joey? As long as she and Sebastian had a real relationship, that bitch Joey would never come back.

Isabella took Sebastian home.

Watching the aloof and noble Sebastian lying quietly on the bed, a cunning look flashed in Isabella's eyes.

She took out Sebastian's phone, unlocked it with facial recognition, found Joey's number, and dialed it.

Joey had just finished discussing a case with a client when her phone rang. Seeing it was Sebastian, she hesitated for a moment but still answered.

She softly said, "Hello," but there was no response.

Just as Joey was about to hang up, she heard Isabella's affected voice.

"Sebastian, if you drink this much again, I won't take care of you."

After a few seconds, Sebastian's hoarse voice came through.

"Okay, I'll listen to you from now on. Please stay."

Joey knew this was Isabella's deliberate act; Isabella simply wanted to let Joey know that Sebastian was with her now.

Joey's lips curled into a cold sneer as she hung up the phone without hesitation.

Isabella looked at the disconnected phone, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes.

She didn't believe that without Joey, Sebastian wouldn't fall in love with her.

Just then, she heard Sebastian's somewhat pained murmurs.

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That one sentence wiped away all of Isabella's triumphant joy.

She clenched her fists tightly, her heart brimming with anger.

Sebastian had already seen Joey and Julian getting a room together, so why was he still thinking of her?

Could it be that he really liked her?

How could that be possible!

Joey was just his caged bird, how could he have feelings for her?

Isabella stared at Sebastian, who was endlessly kissing Joey's pillow on the bed, her jealousy reaching its peak. Tonight, she was determined to make Sebastian hers.

Thinking of this, a coquettish smile appeared on her face, and she slowly slipped off the strap of her slip dress. Just as she was about to continue undressing, a cold woman's voice suddenly came from behind. "Isabella, what are you doing?"

Startled by the reprimand, Isabella quickly put her clothes back on, and the first thing she saw was Bianca's stern face. Isabella immediately smiled and explained, "Bianca, Sebastian drank too much. He said he wanted me to stay with him." Bianca glanced at Sebastian without any change in her expression, hearing him constantly murmuring Joey's name. She chuckled lightly, "The person he needs is probably not you."

One sentence shattered all of Isabella's schemes.

Isabella instantly put on a pitiful look, her eyes reddening as she said, "Bianca, I just don't want to see Sebastian in so much pain."

Bianca said mercilessly, "In the middle of the night, a young lady like you being with my brother? It wouldn't be good for anyone's reputation if word got out. I'll have the driver take you home." She almost said, 'I won't let you climb into Sebastian's bed.'

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If Isabella shamelessly insisted any further, who knows what harsher words Bianca would say.

Isabella lowered her head, her eyes full of grievance.

She said softly, "Then I'll go first. You take care of him."

After saying that, she walked away with small steps.

The next morning.

Sebastian was woken up by the sound of his phone ringing. Annoyed, he turned it off.

Then, he reached out with his long arm to the side.

Still half-asleep, he murmured, "Joey, stay with me a little longer."

But his hand found nothing.

There was no one he wanted beside him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the empty bed next to him.

He clearly remembered Joey bringing him home.

He also remembered her angry and complaining words.

So why was she gone now?

Did she leave early, afraid he would blame her after sleeping with him?

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Sebastian's mouth. He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

After washing up and going downstairs, he heard the sound of cooking coming from the dining room.

Through the frosted glass door, he saw a petite figure busy inside.

A glint of light flashed in Sebastian's eyes.

He took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, not pushing the door open, but leaning lazily against the wall.

Sebastian said nonchalantly, "Didn't you reject me quite heartlessly? Why are you here again?"