On Our Wedding Day My Husband Announced His First Love Online-Chapter 119: Setting Up Sebastian Forrest and Sasha...

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Setting Up Sebastian Forrest and Sasha...

I instinctively tried to refuse, but my aunt pushed her way forward. "Oh, this is so kind of you! You must be the Senior Forrest that Chelsea mentioned, right? You really are so handsome..."

Sebastian Forrest chuckled and glanced at me. "Chelsea mentioned me to you?"

"Of course! The way she talks about you, you’d think you were a god’s gift to Earth!"

"Auntie..." I tugged on her sleeve, trying to stop her increasingly wild exaggerations.

Just then, the elevator doors opened.

My aunt quickly pulled Sebastian Forrest into the elevator and immediately started firing questions at him. "Mr. Forrest, you’re so young and successful. I bet you have a lot of girls after you, don’t you? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Sebastian Forrest shot me a look, a playful smile on his lips. "Not yet."

My aunt’s smile grew even wider. "Oh, that’s wonderful..."

Just as my aunt’s questions were getting more and more outrageous, the elevator doors finally opened!

I quickly dragged my aunt and my family toward our apartment, not even getting a chance to say goodbye to Sebastian Forrest.

The moment the door shut behind us, my aunt grabbed my arm, her face alight with glee. "Chelsea, that Senior Forrest of yours seems like quite a catch! He’s single, and he has a car and an apartment. By the way, this place is his, right? Did he pay for it outright, or does he have a mortgage?"

I couldn’t help but feel exasperated. "Auntie, why are you asking all this?"

"I’m just curious, that’s all."

I was worried that saying too much would cause unnecessary trouble for Sebastian Forrest, so I could only give a vague reply. "I don’t know."

"It’s probably a mortgage. Property in Kington is so expensive, after all, and this place is in a great location... Sasha, go pick a room you like and put your things down. In a little while, you can have your cousin Chelsea do your makeup for you..."

Sasha Young pouted, looking reluctant.

I don’t know what my aunt whispered in her ear, but Sasha first stomped her foot with a coy look, then finally picked up her bags to go choose a room.

Since the other rooms were unused, the furniture inside was all covered with dust sheets. Only one bedroom, reserved for when Chloe Miller stayed over, was fully furnished.

Sasha turned her nose up at the other rooms, then pouted and whispered to my aunt that she wanted my room.

I couldn’t help but frown. ’Sasha is really being spoiled by her mom,’ I thought.

’She’s already twenty years old, so it’s not like she’s a little kid. And she’s a guest in my home, yet she wants to take my room...’

"Chelsea, would you mind staying in the guest room instead? This child, Sasha, has always been a picky sleeper. I’m worried she won’t be comfortable in the other rooms."

I pressed my lips together. ’I can’t believe Auntie actually came out and said it...’

’I felt a pang of resentment. I didn’t want to give up my room, but they were guests, and Sasha is my younger cousin...’

But—I wasn’t going to indulge her, either.

"Sasha, do you want to stay in my room?" I looked directly at her. "If you want it, I’ll clean it out for you. I can stay in the guest room."

Sasha clearly hadn’t expected me to ask her directly. She froze, not knowing whether to nod or shake her head, and could only turn to my aunt with a displeased look. "Mom..."

’She obviously knew it was inappropriate to ask for my room herself, so she was pushing her mom to be the bad guy for her.’

"Well, Chelsea..." My aunt was obviously embarrassed to press the issue.

But just as she was trying to find the right words, my uncle, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke up. "That’s enough. What’s the point of all this hassle, moving things around? Sasha can just stay in the guest room. We’ve all had a long day. Go get unpacked!"

"Right, right, that works too." My aunt finally relented, pulling a sulking Sasha toward the guest room.

I took a deep breath, a small part of me regretting not insisting on my aunt and her family staying in a hotel.

Then, I remembered I still had to have dinner with Sebastian Forrest soon. It was all giving me a massive headache.

...

By the time I finally finished getting the other two bedrooms ready, I was exhausted and drenched in sweat.

Just as I was taking a break, there was a knock on the door.

I figured it must be Sebastian Forrest, so I quickly got up to answer it.

But before I could move, my aunt nudged Sasha, who was busy on her phone. "Sasha, hurry and get the door..."

Sasha was surprisingly cooperative, immediately putting down her phone and running to open the door.

When the door opened, Sebastian Forrest froze for a second, clearly not expecting someone else to answer.

His gaze went straight past Sasha to look at me. "All settled? Ready to go?"

I quickly stood up.

But before I could say anything, my aunt cut in, beaming as she walked toward him. "All ready! Let’s go."

The five of us made our way to the underground parking garage. As we reached his car, Sebastian Forrest habitually opened the passenger-side door. "Chel—"

Before he could finish, my aunt was already pushing Sasha forward. "Uh, Sasha gets carsick. Let her sit up front."

Sebastian Forrest raised an eyebrow, his gaze landing on me with a teasing smile.

I had no choice but to brace myself and pretend I didn’t see it, getting into the back seat with my aunt and uncle.

As usual, dinner was booked at Sage’s Tower.

The moment Sebastian Forrest’s car pulled up, the lobby manager rushed out to greet him.

"Master Forrest, the private room you requested has been prepared. Today’s surf clams and Australian lobster are fresh, and we also have Mongolian kid..."

Sebastian Forrest nodded casually. "Just bring out the usual dishes. We can add a few more later."

"Yes, Master Forrest."

Meanwhile, my aunt, uncle, and Sasha trailed behind them, looking completely dumbfounded.

Once we were in the private room, Sebastian Forrest pulled out a chair and glanced over at me.

"Sasha, you sit here." Without giving anyone a chance to object, my aunt grabbed Sasha and pushed her down into the chair Sebastian Forrest had just pulled out.

At that moment, I thought I was going to die of secondhand embarrassment...

’If I was still a little uncertain in the car earlier, my aunt’s performance now made her intentions crystal clear—she was trying to set Sasha up with Sebastian Forrest!’

Sebastian Forrest shot me a teasing look. Seeing my mortified expression—the kind that makes you wish the floor would swallow you whole—he then pulled out another chair. "You sit here, then."

After speaking, he pulled out the chair next to it and sat down himself.

My aunt, seeing that Sasha was now sitting next to me, grew anxious. She hurriedly pulled out the chair on Sebastian Forrest’s other side. "Sasha, you should sit here. That seat is too close to the door. You don’t want to get bumped by a server bringing the food..."

Sasha did as she was told, standing up and sitting down next to Sebastian Forrest with a blush.

My aunt then sat down next to Sasha. The moment she was seated, she eagerly asked, "Mr. Forrest, what do you do for a living? The staff here seems very respectful toward you..."

"Oh, it’s nothing special. I just run a small business."

"So you’re the boss!" My aunt’s face was a picture of delight. She grabbed Sasha’s arm and said, "We actually came to Kington to find a job for our Sasha. What do you think about having her work for you as an assistant or something?"

I couldn’t help but facepalm. "..."

’Her scheming was so obvious it was practically hitting me in the face!’