My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 28

The door slammed shut.

Sebastian sat in his chair, staring fixedly at the ashtray on the table, his eyes darkening with a terrifying, predatory malice.

*Seraphina.*

*Just you wait.*

*Did you really think marrying into the Langford family guarantees your safety?*

*The Langford family is a brutal shark tank.*

*You think an outsider like you can ever survive there?*

*Keep dreaming.*

He grabbed his phone and punched in a number.

......

Seraphina returned from the mall carrying a few shopping bags.

Susan hurried over to take the bags from her hands. "Welcome back, Ma'am! Did you have a good time shopping?"

"It was alright," Seraphina smiled. "By the way, Susan, has Lucian—has Sir come back?"

"Sir is still at the office. He mentioned he had a business dinner and wouldn't be home to eat," Susan paused. "But he specifically ordered me to make sure you have a proper meal, even if you're eating alone."

Seraphina nodded. "I will."

She went upstairs, changed her clothes, and began hanging her new maternity wear in the walk-in closet.

The Langford master closet was massive. One entire half was exclusively filled with men's clothing—dark suits and crisp dress shirts arranged so perfectly they looked like a high-end retail display.

The other half had been completely empty until now. With just her few new items hanging there, it looked starkly deserted.

Staring at the massive closet, Seraphina was suddenly struck by an overwhelming sense of unreality.

She really was married to Lucian Langford.

The legendary tycoon of the city's business world, the youngest leader the Langford empire had ever seen.

Seraphina ate her lunch and then went to take a nap.

She had been walking around the mall for quite a while, and the exhaustion was catching up to her.

When she woke up later that afternoon, she saw a text message from Lucian on her phone: "Make sure you rest."

Seraphina typed back a single word: "Okay."

Seraphina stared at the ring, completely at a loss for words.

An heirloom ring.

Her marriage to Lucian was strictly a business arrangement; accepting an heirloom like this...

"Ma'am, Sir insisted that you must accept it," the man added. "He said Grandma Eleanor warned him that if you refused, she would march over here and deliver it herself."

Seraphina was speechless.

Those two really knew exactly how to corner a person, didn't they?

She reached out and picked up the ring.

It was heavy, the metal cool against her skin.

Seraphina slid it onto her ring finger. It fit perfectly, almost as if it had been custom-made for her.

"Mommy!" Little Bean's voice trembled with sheer excitement. "That ring is so pretty! Daddy is so romantic! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! This is so amazing!"

Seraphina looked down at the ring on her hand, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Regardless of whether this marriage was fake or not, in this exact moment, she genuinely felt what it was like to be treasured.