Chapter 25 Lost in the Woods
Isabella slowly regained consciousness, her head pounding and her vision blurred, as if her head was about to burst.
She struggled to gather her strength and awareness of her surroundings. Only to realized that she was trapped inside a bag. With great effort, she tore, pulled, and bit until she finally managed to create a hole big enough for her to crawl out.
Looking around, Isabella discovered that she was in a dense and tranquil forest, where an eerie sounds sent shivers down her spine. "Where am I?" she murmured to herself, "How did I end up here?"
As her memories slowly returned before she was knocked unconscious, a sudden realization struck Isabella, causing her eyes to widen in horror. She had been kidnapped and abandoned in the wilderness!
Without wasting any more time, Isabella laboriously got to her feet, determined to find her way out and seek help. But which way should she go? Forward? Back? Left? Or perhaps right?
Just as she hesitated, something suddenly crawled up her shoe with alarming speed.
Isabella lowered her head and, bathed in the moon's bright light, she discovered that it was a...
Spider! A spider as big as her palm!
"Ah!" Isabella let out a piercing scream, closing her eyes and swinging her arms wildly, running forward without a care for her life.
On the side of the road, Sebastian was driving when he suddenly heard a woman's scream.
He immediately stepped on the brakes, rolled down the car window, but there was no sound anymore.
Was it just his imagination? But he had clearly heard it just now.
Was he too worried about Isabella, too nervous?
Sebastian parked the car on the side of the road and spoke into his earpiece, saying, "According to the GPS location of my car, send someone here immediately."
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence."
He looked at the trees across the river.
This was the suburb of New York. Sebastian had driven for a full hour and a half from Willow-brook Estate. The roads were winding and narrow, and there were very few vehicles passing by, let alone people.
The sound he had just heard... seemed to have come from here.
Isabella ran far, far away until she couldn't run anymore. She finally stopped, gasping for air with large breaths and sitting down on the ground due to exhaustion.
She didn't have much strength left. No, she couldn't run like this anymore. She had to get out of this forest, find someone to ask for help, otherwise... even if she didn't starve, tire, or die of thirst here, she would be scared to death.
In addition to the spider, which was bigger than anything Isabella had ever seen, there must be other creatures such as rats and snakes.
Just thinking about it made Isabella's scalp tingle and her hairs stand on end.
She picked up a sturdy-looking branch to use as a weapon.
"Who on earth bears such a huge grudge against me... knocks me unconscious and throws me here? Didn't they want to do it themselves but wanted me dead?"
"Sharon? Unlikely. She's too busy to bother with something like this."
"The manager of the Southern Mansion? Doubtful... she wouldn't stoop to doing something like this just because she wants to die."
"Grace? Yes, Grace! It must be her! We had just finished arguing, and then she sent someone to capture me! Wait... that seems too soon."
"But I only have these two enemies, and Grace is only because of Sebastian..."
Isabella muttered to herself, partly to boost her own courage and partly to force herself to stay alert. Surviving was the most important thing.
However, when she looked up and saw a snake hanging from a branch, Isabella's heart almost stopped beating.
Her legs went weak. She wanted to cry, to scream, but she held it in. Isabella moved her feet gently, slowly, avoiding that tree, biting her lower lip tightly and walking away.
Once she was sure she had distanced herself far enough, she dared to run, crying and running at the same time.
Run...
Running, finally she saw something other than tall trees. She stopped and took a look, and was dumbfounded.
This, is this a cemetery...
It was full of graves of different shapes and sizes, with tombstones standing tall. There were also things left behind from the Tomb Sweeping Festival, gently floating in the wind.
It felt like a white-clad female ghost could appear at any moment.
At this moment, Isabella couldn't hold back anymore. She collapsed and sat on the ground, bursting into tears.
What did she do wrong to experience all this? When a girl in her twenties faces hardships in life, it should be financial struggles, not being trapped by destiny like this!
In the midst of sadness and despair, Isabella no longer feared anything. She just wanted to fully experience and vent her emotions, to cry out her tears completely.
"Sob sob sob... Once I find out who played such a cruel trick on me, I will definitely throw her into this place too!"
"Am I still capable of leaving alive, sob sob sob, Sebastian, Sebastian!"
Isabella screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice tearing,
"Sebastian, aren't you powerful? Aren't you the most influential person in New York? Did you notice that I disappeared? Did you send someone to find me? Hurry and save me!"
"Or is it that you found out, but didn't even bother to look for me... without me, you could just find any other woman, anyway you never lack for women, there are plenty who want to marry you..."
"But at least, at least we've slept together, and had the name and reality of being husband and wife, we have that. The bond between husband and wife lasts a hundred days, you should remember our past love!"
"Sebastian! Sebastian, where are you! Can you hear me! Help me, help me!"
Isabella cried and shouted, completely devoid of any dignity.
She had always thought that the rainy night she met Sebastian was the most embarrassing moment of her life, but now she realized that the most embarrassing moment was yet to come.
"Sebastian! Sebastian!"
Just then, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. Isabella turned her head to see the hand.
Long, with prominent joints, nails neatly trimmed, is this... a human hand or a ghost hand!
Her heart skipped a few beats, her throat was blocked, no sound could come out, as if she had just passed through the gates of hell.
"I finally found you." Sebastian's voice sounded from above, his five fingers gently exerting pressure, gripping her shoulder and lifting her up. "Isabella, were you calling me just now?"
Isabella's heart started pounding again, as if all her blood was flowing again at this moment.
She felt like she had returned to the mortal world.
Isabella sobbed harder, raising her hand to touch Sebastian's cheek. "Is it really you? Is it you, Sebastian? Am I not hallucinating... Did you come? Did you really come?"
He embraced her tightly, holding her close. "Yes, I came, I really came."
Isabella couldn't stop crying.
She didn't know what she looked like right now, but Sebastian could see clearly, yet he showed no trace of disgust.
In fact, he didn't even pay attention to the dirt and grime. In his eyes, there was only the intact Isabella, standing alive before him.
Isabella's body was covered in dust, mixed with mud and soil, her hair a mess with leaves hidden among it, her face dirty, with patches of white and black, resembling a refugee.
But Sebastian didn't mind. As long as she was in front of him, it was the best news.
Isabella leaned against his chest, her tears and snot staining his clothes, crying until she hiccuped.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
