Delete My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 18

Sebastian Kingsley's pupils constricted violently.

The girl before him bore an uncanny resemblance to Annabelle Whitmore—almost seventy percent alike. For a fleeting moment, he thought he saw Annabelle standing there, smiling softly at him.

"Annabelle!" Losing control, he lunged forward and pulled the girl into a crushing embrace. Scalding tears slid down her neck, making her shiver.

But in the next second, Sebastian caught the unfamiliar scent of her perfume.

This wasn’t Annabelle’s fragrance!

He slammed the girl onto the liquor table, his fingers tightening around her throat. Her face flushed crimson, legs kicking helplessly in the air.

"Mr. Kingsley! Let her go!"

Several friends rushed to intervene. Only then did Sebastian snap back to reality, shoving her away in disgust.

"I warned you," he said icily, sweeping his gaze over the room. "From today, we’re done."

The private booth fell dead silent.

Someone slapped their own face hard. They finally realized they’d crossed Sebastian’s bottom line—this time, irrevocably.

Staggering back to his villa, Sebastian stubbornly rehung Annabelle’s photo on the wall. But the empty house remained devoid of her gentle presence.

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, he froze—

From this angle, every corner of the garden was visible.

So that day… Annabelle had seen everything.

A sharp pain lanced through his heart as he clenched his shirt over his chest.

"Any updates, Mr. Zhang?"

"Apologies, Mr. Kingsley..."

The familiar reply came through the phone. Sebastian dropped his hand in defeat.

Annabelle had vanished without a trace. Using temporary IDs, she’d booked flights to countless destinations, erasing herself completely.

Their marriage—ended unilaterally by her.