Chapter 200 How Heavy Was This Slap
"You can only stay by my side." He laughed out of anger, "Does it pain you to stay by my side?"
Isabella looked at him, "No, nothing like that. I'm the one who got a bargain."
"You must feel very unwilling to devote yourself to me for money, right? You must feel very disgusted, right? Marcus is so good, everything is good with him; he just doesn't have much power, but he is willing to give his life for you..."
"Sebastian," she called him. "Are you so sure that I still love Marcus?"
"Don't you?"
"I don't love him anymore. Maybe... I never loved him." Isabella answered, "I only said 'I love you' to one person. That person is standing in front of me right now."
Sebastian smirked and laughed, "You reminded me. Even the lie that you love me... you never said it."
Her eyes were slightly moist.
Now, even if she continued to speak, it would all be in vain.
He didn't believe her.
She had explained what she should explain, and she had nothing more to say.
"How can I make you believe me?" Isabella asked, her vision getting blurrier as her eyes glistened with tears. "I really don't love Marcus, really... He protected me when we encountered a thug, and I went to visit him when he got hurt. Isn't that normal?"
"I can ignore what happened at Ivy Lane's."
She seemed to see a glimmer of hope in the darkness, "Really?"
"But tell me, Isabella, tell me, you received a strange message, only signed with the word Cooper, and you rushed to go... Why?"
Isabella opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Sebastian asked again, "I was even standing in front of you, asking where you were going. Isabella, do you know how I felt at that time? I was hoping so much that you would tell me the truth that you were going to see Marcus."
"I..."
"You didn't, Isabella, you didn't!" He gritted his teeth, his grip getting stronger, as if to crush her jaw, "You were evasive, your words were vague, and you stuttered in your attempt to evade me!"
Isabella closed her eyes and tears finally slid slowly from her eyes.
"I'm sorry..." She said, "I wasn't honest enough."
She could imagine how upset Sebastian must have been.
But he looked calm.
He was always like this, no matter how stormy his heart was, you could never tell from his face.
Sebastian was such a proud person; he could get whatever he wanted, no one dared to defy him, and he would never compromise with anyone.
But he knew that she was going to see Marcus, and she didn't want to tell him the truth. What a complex feeling he must have had.
Jealousy was overcoming him.
Sebastian pressed, "Isabella, why can you go see Marcus with just a casual message? Why?!"
"I thought... he had something he needed me for."
"You could have been honest with me!"
Tears fell uncontrollably from Isabella’s eyes. They slid down her cheeks, gathered at her chin, and flowed into her fingers...
"I... I have nothing to say."
How could she explain?
Should she tell Sebastian that Marcus never betrayed her, that he tried his best to raise money for her, but it was just too late?
Should she also tell Sebastian that Marcus really still genuinely loved her and wanted to help her escape from her current life?
And that the reason she went to the appointment was not to get Marcus involved, to clear the air with him, to cut off his thoughts, and to forget about her. It would have been the last time they met...
No, Sebastian could never be allowed to learn this...
If he knew, Marcus would be in danger.
With Sebastian's power and influence, he could ruin Marcus in minutes.
Marcus had a great future, he could live a better life and become the person he always wanted to be.
"Nothing to say?" Sebastian coldly gazed at her as he asked again, "Isabella, you have nothing to say now?!"
"Yes, I admit it. After receiving the message, I wanted to see Marcus, so I hid it from you. But what I don't admit is that I love him. Sebastian, I don't love Marcus; I don't love him anymore!"
"Next you’ll say you love me, right?"
Isabella bit her lower lip. "Whether I say it or not, what's the difference? I love you, and you will never love me in this life."
He gritted his teeth, "Don't say you love me again!"
"If you dare say it again, I have ways to make you regret it."
Isabella couldn't help but break down. She cried and cried, her clothes were even getting wet.
She had been schemed against and misunderstood. Her confession was treated as a lie, leaving her feeling like a thousand arrows had pierced her heart...
What kind of sin did she commit to endure such suffering?
"But I really do love you... I really love you, Sebastian!" She cried uncontrollably, her voice had become hoarse as she continued to express her feelings, "At first, I didn't admit it, and I didn't want to believe it, but Brittany saw it at a glance!"
"She said the onlooker sees most of the game. I was deeply trapped, and I didn't know it! She pitied me; she saw my deep affection and was afraid that I would end up hurt !"
"I didn't believe it either. I said how could it be possible, but she was adamant, every word she said hit me like a lightning bolt... I had to face my own heart, and realized that I really fell in love with you!"
"If I could, I wouldn't want to love you! Why should I love you? A man who already has another woman in his heart, a man who married me just to have me bear his child, and divorce me after the child is born!"
"It's me who's lowly; who doesn't know any better; who doesn't know my own worth. How could I fall in love with you, Sebastian?!"
"I've said countless times that I don't love Marcus; I just don't! But what about you? Sebastian, ask yourself, what have you done?! From beginning to end, have you ever said once that you don't love Lynda?"
"No! No! You haven't! Not only do you love her, but you also care for her and take care of her; you treat her better than anyone else! You openly let me know how much you love Lynda!"
"What about me? I have to endure your towering anger just to see Marcus! Why?! Because I lack money... because my family is bankrupt... because I deserve not to be loved!"
"You can treat Lynda as you please, but I have to risk offending you to see Marcus?! Moreover, I have to assure you that it will definitely be the last time, and never meet him again in this life!"
"That's for a man who can take a knife for me! I want to show concern for him, not as a lover but as a friend..."
Before she could finish, a crisp slap echoed through the living room.
Sebastian slapped Isabella, making her stagger back two steps and fall to the ground. She didn't raise her head for a long time.
One could imagine how heavy this slap was!
The living room fell into a long silence.
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