After Divorce I Married a Tycoon-Chapter 147: Sleeping in the Same Bed

The more the Sinclairs looked at Scarlett Jewel, the more they disliked her.

Gavin Sinclair, in particular, was sick with regret.

He couldn’t understand what had possessed him.

To think he’d hurt Claire Mercer for someone so beneath contempt.

"I’m warning you. Stop bothering Claire."

With that, Gavin Sinclair wheeled himself upstairs.

’Claire, Claire...’

’What a despicable man.’

’He didn’t appreciate her when he had the chance.’

’And now that they’re both married to other people, he decides to play the part of the devoted lover?’

’Does he have any idea who his actual wife is?’

’Warning his new bride not to bother his ex-wife.’

Scarlett Jewel was furious, utterly indignant. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

But she didn’t dare say a word in protest. She could only swallow her anger.

Rose Gable glared at Scarlett Jewel, her face a mask of disgust.

"It’s bad enough you have no family background to speak of, but you’re not even smart."

"From now on, you’ll stay home and focus on your pregnancy. Don’t go out looking for trouble."

"With that brain of yours, who knows what kind of trouble you’ll get into, shaming the Sinclair family."

"I really don’t know what Gavin was thinking. He must have been blind."

She used to look down on Claire Mercer, thinking she wasn’t good enough to be a Sinclair daughter-in-law.

But now, compared to Scarlett Jewel, she suddenly felt that Claire Mercer had at least been respectable and knew her place.

She never caused any scandals or shamed the Sinclair family.

She’d even taken meticulous care of her son, her whole world revolving around him.

But this Scarlett Jewel?

The more Rose Gable looked at her, the more disgusted she grew. With a cold snort, she too went upstairs.

Watching the Sinclairs’ retreating backs as they went upstairs, Scarlett Jewel dug her nails into her palms.

’Are they trying to put me under house arrest?’

’Not letting me leave the house... How is this any different from being in prison?’

’On what grounds?’

’I haven’t even done anything that terrible.’

’Why do they get to take away my freedom?’

She already had no status in the Sinclair family; everyone looked down on her.

Now she was walking on thin ice, needing their permission just to step out the door.

But Scarlett Jewel had no intention of being a canary in a gilded cage for the Sinclairs.

She had already signed up for a fashion design competition.

And the competition was fast approaching.

If she could place well in this design competition, she could finally earn some respect in the Sinclair family.

She knew perfectly well that given the family’s attitude, they might very well kick her to the curb after she gave birth.

After all, Claire Mercer had been so docile and dutiful, and hadn’t the Sinclairs still plotted against her and cast her aside?

She had to carve out a path for herself while she was still the Sinclair family’s Mrs. Sterling.

If the Sinclairs decided to keep the child and discard the mother, she didn’t want to end up as destitute as Claire Mercer, who had to rent an apartment because she had nowhere else to go.

Besides, Claire Mercer had also entered the competition. Scarlett had to beat her and vent her bitter frustrations.

With that in mind, she went to find Felix Sinclair.

Compared to the open disgust from Gavin Sinclair and Rose Gable,

Felix Sinclair wasn’t as harsh. At least he was approachable.

The moment she found Felix Sinclair, she immediately apologized, making herself as humble as possible.

"Father, I was too impulsive and childish about what happened."

"It’s my fault for causing trouble for the Sinclair family."

"I promise I’ll behave from now on and won’t cause any more trouble."

Felix Sinclair shot her an impatient glance. "Just say what you want."

"Then, could you please not keep me under house arrest here?"

"I’ve signed up for the fashion design competition hosted by the CZ Group."

"If I’m not allowed to leave, I can’t compete."

Felix Sinclair narrowed his eyes at her. "You know fashion design?"

Scarlett Jewel nodded. "I studied fashion design in college."

"You said this competition is hosted by the CZ Group?" Felix Sinclair asked.

"Yes. It’s their first-ever fashion design competition, and I want to try my luck."

"If I manage to place well, I think it would benefit the Sinclair family, too."

Hearing this, Felix Sinclair sank into thought.

If she managed to place well, it could indeed create an opportunity for the family.

If she managed to catch the CZ Group’s attention, the Sinclair family might be able to establish a connection with them as well.

He was currently locked in a bitter struggle with the second branch of the family; he and his brother were on the verge of becoming sworn enemies.

If Scarlett Jewel could win the CZ Group’s favor through this competition...

...his battle with the second branch could finally be over.

With that in mind, Felix Sinclair decided that letting her compete had more pros than cons.

"You’d better pray you place well."

Scarlett Jewel’s face lit up at his words.

"I understand, Father! I’ll do my best in the competition and try to place well to bring honor to the Sinclair family."

’Winning first place would be ideal, of course.’

’But she was realistic about her own design skills.’

’She didn’t dare to dream of winning.’

She simply wanted to make an appearance, use her status as the Sinclair family’s Mrs. Sterling to pull some strings, and secure a respectable placement.

That way, if the Sinclairs ever kicked her out, she could still make a name for herself in the design world.

As Scarlett Jewel was leaving, Felix Sinclair warned her again.

"And one more thing. Don’t cause any more trouble."

"If you do anything else to disgrace the Sinclair family, you know what will happen."

Scarlett Jewel nodded obediently. "I know."

*

Adrian Sutton was furious that Scarlett Jewel had caused Mrs. Sutton to sprain her back.

He already hated Scarlett Jewel to the bone because of what she’d done to Claire Mercer.

Now, she’d gone and injured his elderly grandmother, forcing her to stay in bed for days.

Adrian Sutton wanted nothing more than to make her disappear from the face of the earth.

He had originally planned to find an excuse for Mrs. Sutton to go to the Rowan family’s home to recover.

But Claire Mercer didn’t know the nature of the relationship between Mrs. Sutton and Mrs. Rowan.

Even though she knew her grandmother was friendly with the Rowans, she didn’t want to impose on them.

So, she brought Mrs. Sutton and Mr. Sutton to her own home to care for them herself.

Claire Mercer was making the bed in another bedroom, fitting it with fresh sheets and a duvet cover.

Adrian Sutton came over to help her.

"Claire, will taking care of my grandparents get in the way of your competition?"

Claire said, "Not at all. I’m pretty much ready for the competition."

"Besides, your grandmother was injured because of me. Of course I’m going to take care of them."

Just as she finished speaking, Mr. Sutton suddenly appeared at the door.

"Adrian, you and Claire are married. Why does it look like you’re sleeping in separate rooms?"

The question left Claire at a loss for words, unable to come up with a suitable explanation.

She looked at Adrian Sutton, who, in contrast, seemed perfectly calm.

"Claire has been preparing for her competition recently, and she’s up late every night doing research."

"I’m a light sleeper, and sometimes the noise keeps me awake, so I moved into the guest room myself."

"But Claire is almost done with her preparations, so I’ll move back into the master bedroom today."

Hearing him say this, Mr. Sutton finally nodded in satisfaction.

"That’s more like it. If you two keep sleeping in separate rooms, when will I ever get to hold a great-grandchild?"

At his words, Claire’s fair cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

The thought of having to share a bed with Adrian Sutton that night, out of necessity, made her nervous.