Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 67

The room fell into a heavy silence, the shock of Sebastian’s sudden slap still lingering in the air. Everyone around seemed frozen, trying to process what had just happened. Lilian quietly approached Mr. Austin, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry for turning the banquet into such chaos.”

Mr. Austin gave a calm smile and shook his head gently. “It’s nothing to worry about. But be cautious around that Ben Sawyer. He’s not a man of wisdom, but he’s ruthless and plays dirty. You’ll need to stay alert.”

Before Lilian could reply, Sebastian smoothly interjected, his tone calm but firm. “You don’t have to worry, Mr. Austin. Lilian has me. Ben won’t get the chance to cause any trouble.”

Mr. Austin studied Sebastian carefully, sensing the possessiveness radiating from him. Just by his presence, it was clear this was someone not to be underestimated. He chuckled softly. “In that case, I’ll stay out of it.”

Lilian shot a sharp glance at Sebastian before turning back to Mr. Austin with a composed smile. “Don’t mind him. I have nothing to do with him. But I’ll remember your warning, I promise.”

She reached into her bag and pulled out a small porcelain bottle, handing it to Mr. Austin. “I made these health supplements myself. You and your wife can take them together—they’re very good for your health.”

Without hesitation, Mr. Austin accepted the bottle. “If they come from you, I’ll gladly try them.”

He had witnessed firsthand how much better his daughter-in-law’s health had improved after taking Lilian’s medicine. He had been meaning to ask if there was something he could take himself, but Lilian had already anticipated his thoughts.

With a warm smile, Lilian bid farewell to the remaining guests and quietly left the room.

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Inside the sleek interior of the Rolls-Royce, Sebastian reclined comfortably in his seat, swirling a glass of red wine in one hand. His strikingly handsome face was calm, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on his lips as he observed the girl sitting opposite him.

Lilian frowned, breaking the silence. “How did you know I was here?”

A sly smirk tugged at the corner of Sebastian’s mouth. Setting the glass aside, he leaned forward, resting both hands on the edges of the seat beside her. His voice dropped to a low, velvety tone. “I told you I’d wait for you to grow up. So why would I ever let you slip out of my sight?”

The sudden closeness made Lilian stiffen. The crisp scent of mint, mingled with the subtle aroma of wine, overwhelmed her senses for a moment. Quickly, she averted her gaze, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. “I don’t like being followed or having my privacy invaded. It makes me feel unsafe.”

Noticing the blush on her face, Sebastian’s eyes darkened with a possessive gleam. Without warning, he pulled her onto his lap.

Startled by the sudden movement, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself. When her heartbeat began to steady, she looked into his intense eyes and asked nervously, “Sebastian, what are you doing?”

“I’m heading to Kingston soon. I won’t be back for a while. I came today because I missed you too much. I’ll leave Foster behind to stay with you. That Ben Sawyer is sneaky. I don’t trust him. While I’m gone, Foster will protect you. I’ll be back soon.”

He had originally planned to stay longer in Solara, but urgent matters in the capital forced his departure. Seeing her again after such a long time—and then having to leave so soon—filled him with unexpected frustration.

Hearing this, Lilian felt a strange emptiness settle inside her. “That’s not necessary. I can take care of myself.”

Sebastian released her gently and looked straight into her eyes. “Be good. I know you can protect yourself. But think of it as doing me a favor. Let me have peace of mind. Just let me know you’re safe. Please?”

His firm yet gentle tone stirred something deep within her—a feeling she wasn’t accustomed to. Apart from her teacher, no one had ever told her to be careful, no one had ever cared for her like this.

For the first time, she experienced what it truly meant to be cared for—not just respected or feared, but genuinely cherished.

Still, she understood her journey was hers alone to walk. The strength of others remained theirs. Only when she became strong enough herself could she truly protect what was hers.