Chapter 139 Unfinished Feelings, Old Love Reignited
"So, you don't hate him anymore. Is there still a place for him in your heart?"
"No," Isabella replied.
Old Mrs. Wallace persisted, asking, "Really? Don't lie to your grandma."
"I really don't, grandma," Isabella answered, "What's in my heart now..."
Is Sebastian.
But the name got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it.
Old Mrs. Wallace saw through her at a glance and patted her hand.
"It's Sebastian in your heart, isn't it?"
Isabella blushed involuntarily.
"Grandma!"
"My granddaughter is shy, haha! But, you know, grandma was young once too, and I understand. Sebastian's looks, his personality. There aren't many who can resist him."
Sebastian had a face that could captivate any woman.
Why would a man need to be so handsome for no reason?
Fine, let's say he's handsome, but he's also rich.
A handsome man with money, isn't that a match made in heaven?
Any woman who doesn't like Sebastian must be blind.
"So, Bella," the old lady said with a smile, "you're lucky. It's only natural that you like Sebastian. He married you, you married him, and then you can have a chubby baby, such a perfect family."
Isabella could only laugh along.
"What I wanted most was for you to be happy. Now, my wish has come true. Without Marcus, Sebastian is even better and more handsome."
Isabella spent the whole afternoon at the hospital, staying with the old lady until she finished her IV, fed her some food, and even took a walk in the garden downstairs with her.
When it was time to leave, Isabella hugged her.
"Grandma, I will miss you."
In this world, grandma was the person who loved her the most, and grandma was also the person she loved the most.
Outside the ward, Isabella saw a nurse sitting there. As soon as the nurse saw her, she stood up with a smile.
"Ms. Isabella."
"You are my grandmother's nurse, right?"
"Yes, Ms. Isabella. I will take good care of the old lady. Please rest assured."
Isabella thought that Sebastian probably knew about Marcus coming to the hospital to see grandma today.
Even around grandma, it was his people. What exactly was he monitoring or guarding? His thoughts were so intricate and profound that she couldn't see through them.
And... it felt frightening.
"Mm," Isabella nodded.
"But I hope you can prevent certain people from visiting grandma."
"Who are you referring to, Ms. Isabella?"
"I'm not singling anyone out. Those who might bother grandma or those who are in a bad mood should not be allowed in."
The nurse looked around and then whispered, "You can trust me. I'll make sure those rumors and gossip from New York don't reach grandma's ears."
"I don't think any of it has reached grandma's ears," Isabella said.
"...Alright."
Isabella turned and walked away.
But she felt like a walking corpse at that moment.
Sebastian had already arranged everything.
He knew that grandma was the person she cared about and treasured the most, so he protected her well.
The arranged marriage agreement, the puppet Mrs. Lawrence, Lynda, Sharon marrying an old man... Grandma was completely unaware.
Good, this was what she wanted.
By the time Isabella returned to Willow Brook Estate, it was already dark outside.
She changed her shoes in the hallway, looking tired, and headed towards the living room.
As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Sebastian sitting on the sofa.
He had his legs crossed with a book open on his lap, and there was the faint smell of smoke in the air.
"I'm back," Isabella said, "I've eaten, I'm not hungry, so have whatever you like."
Actually, she found it strange that every time she had a fight with Sebastian and then saw him again...
It was as if nothing had happened.
During the argument, they were so serious...
In the spacious living room, only the sound of Sebastian flipping through the pages of the book could be heard.
At this moment, he looked like a true elegant gentleman, dressed in casual clothes that were not at all casual. His aura was there, like a painting, everything he did looked good.
Isabella stood there for a while, seeing that he wasn't saying anything, and then went upstairs.
He must be angry... Isabella guessed.
He asked her for something, and she actually refused him, which was quite an insult to a man's dignity.
Although... Isabella thought, she might regret it again later, wanting to slap herself, why did she refuse the all-powerful card Sebastian handed her, just like that black card.
In the end, the black card lay obediently in her wallet.
As Isabella's foot stepped onto the first step of the staircase, she heard Sebastian's voice slowly and leisurely say, "Stop."
She paused her footsteps.
Sebastian then asked, "You're back?"
"..."
Isabella turned around to look at him, "Didn't I just say so?"
"Where did you go?"
"To the hospital."
He casually asked, "Who did you see?"
Countless possible answers flashed through Isabella's mind.
Did Sebastian know that she had met Marcus, or was he deliberately... testing her?
This man was very cunning.
Before Isabella could figure it out, Sebastian said again, "It seems like you saw more than just grandma."
"You..."
Isabella became angrier the more she thought about it, whether she answered or didn't answer, Sebastian, the old fox, could see right through her.
"I see you're learning”
"Your major isn't in finance and management, but in psychology, right?"
"I took elective courses."
Sebastian looked up from the pages of the book.
"What's the matter?"
"I have something to discuss." Isabella sounded impatient. "I'm tired."
"What do you want to ask?"
"Who did you meet?" Sebastian's voice grew slightly heavier. "Tell me."
Isabella knew she couldn't hide it anymore and answered, "Marcus."
Sebastian's gaze shot toward her like an arrow.
"I didn't deliberately meet him. He came to see me; just so we’re clear about that."
Isabella tried to keep calm and said, "He's been bothering me more than once or twice, and you're not unaware of it."
"He wanted to see you, so you let him?"
"He was forcefully stopping me from leaving. How could I resist his strength?"
Sebastian asked, "You didn't call for help?"
"Did you want to make a big scene out of it?"
"You just wanted to meet him."
Sebastian said coldly, "Is it because of unresolved feelings or a rekindled romance?"
Isabella responded frankly, "Neither. I actually wanted to ask you; on what grounds did you send someone to follow me?"
"I was protecting you."
"Named as protection, but actually surveillance."
Sebastian's voice deepened, "You don't know a good person's heart!"
"What have you done to protect me, Sebastian?" Isabella retorted, walking back to him. "Using such a lofty excuse and bestowing yourself with such great ability, is it to show off?"
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