Chapter 328 She Was Also Hit by a Car, wasn't That Enough
The pouring rain drenched Isabella, her clothes and hair sticking to her body, feeling shivered.
"She has done so many wrong things, and she didn't need to apologize. I pushed her a little, and I have to apologize?" Isabella's voice was hoarse. "Besides, can't you see, Sebastian, that it was intentional?"
Lynda began to cry, burying herself in Sebastian's embrace. "No, I didn't. I came here today to apologize to you, Sebastian."
"You know that I have been looking for you these past few days without a day's rest. I wanted to see you..."
"But I happened to run into Isabella today, I thought I should seize the opportunity to apologize to her. I wanted to clarify all the wrongdoings I have done."
She sobbed uncontrollably, unable to stop crying. "I didn't fall intentionally. Isabella must have misunderstand me. I believe Isabella also... didn't push me on purpose."
After listening to this, Sebastian paid little attention to Lynda. He just locked eyes with Isabella. "Did you hear that? She is apologizing for her mistakes, so you, who also made a mistake, should apologize, too. This is the roadside. Do you know that by pushing her, you could have caused her death?"
Isabella only felt heartache, so much that she wanted to bend over, everything in front of her becoming blurry from the pain, making it hard to see Sebastian's face and expression clearly.
She forced herself to straighten up, taking step by step towards Sebastian. When she was just a step away, Isabella stopped. She was still outside the umbrella, being washed by the heavy rain.
He was under the umbrella, holding onto the beauty.
"I said, I didn't use much force to make your beloved fall. You don't believe me, do you? You insist on me apologizing, right?" Isabella's pale lips moved, her chin slightly raised, looking up with a stubborn and persistent gaze.
The words "beloved" made Sebastian's face even darker.
He looked down at her from a higher position. "You've never trusted me, and now, you expect me to trust you, Isabella. You are indeed unreasonable. Apologize now, or you know how many ways I have to make you apologize."
Isabella didn't have time to guess the hidden meaning in the first half of Sebastian's words before being caught off guard by his threat. Her pupils contracted tightly.
After a while, she said wearily, "You were worried that Lynda would get hit by a car, and you thought it was me who made your beloved worried. Fine, I apologize."
Isabella's expression suddenly became calm, her tone indifferent, feeling very disheartened. But only she knew that she could never bring herself to apologize to Lynda!
"Sebastian, it's okay. It didn't hurt. I'm not that delicate," Lynda held onto Sebastian's waist, pleading softly.
However, in a place where others couldn't see, the smile at the corner of her mouth grew wider. She secretly hoped that these two people would cause a bigger scene, preferably leading to Isabella having a miscarriage on the spot due to the overwhelming stress!
Sebastian just wanted a reason to punish Isabella. He detested Isabella's disdainful tone towards him, treating him like garbage!
He tightly gripped the umbrella handle, not backing down, and coldly spat out two words, "Apologize."
"As you wish!" Isabella, as if self-destructive, looked at the shameless couple in front of her, meeting Sebastian's cold gaze once again.
But soon, she averted her gaze, quickly turned sideways, and strode across the street.
Didn't Lynda almost fall on the road and nearly get hit by a car?
Let her experience a bit; was that enough?
If she got hit by a car, could it be considered an apology?
"Isabella!" Sebastian's eyes narrowed, and he realized too late what she was about to do.
A sudden chill surged through his back, and he pushed Lynda away, his face dark, and quickly rushed forward.
Isabella didn't stop; her footsteps were relentless. She didn't want to die, and she accelerated as no vehicles were passing by now.
"Beep!" From not far away, a sharp honk sounded.
Isabella looked towards the source of the sound and saw a modified motorcycle approaching.
The person on the motorcycle, donned in a racing helmet, leaned forward. They rang the bell but didn't slow down at all, barreling straight towards her.
"Get out of the way, don't disturb our race!"
Isabella frowned, but before she could react, a scorching arm wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her back.
At the same moment, the modified motorcycle raced past her, just a few centimeters from her.
In other words, if someone hadn't pulled her from behind, she would have been hit and thrown by the motorcycle. Isabella realized that the Grim Reaper had indeed come just now.
Her delicate face turned pale in an instant.
What was she doing?
Did she almost lose her life just to confront Sebastian?
No, three lives!
Sebastian's heart skipped a beat, and a strong fear gripped him. He could clearly feel his arm trembling and his heartbeat accelerating after a brief pause.
"You deserve to die!" he gritted his teeth and growled in Isabella's ear.
"Sebastian?"
Isabella opened her eyes, and her back stiffened. The person behind her was Sebastian.
The middle of the road was too dangerous. Sebastian's face turned cold, not daring to stay any longer. He let go of Isabella, bent down for a moment, and then picked her up in his arms.
Turning around, Sebastian strode towards the company.
Lynda slowly came back to her senses from the scene where Sebastian rushed towards Isabella. She stood there with her mouth slightly open; her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Sebastian!" She caught up with him and walked beside Sebastian. "Are you okay?"
Sebastian seemed not to hear, his face expressionless. He speeded up and walked past Lynda, leaving her behind.
Lynda's feet went weak, and she took several steps back, her high heels twisting, causing her to squat on the ground.
She covered her mouth in shock. What just happened?
Sebastian almost lost his life for that woman, Isabella!
Isabella repeatedly said she didn't love him, so why hadn't he given up?
When he forced Isabella to apologize just now, it wasn't for her at all.
He was trying to provoke Isabella!
Realizing this, jealousy made Lynda extremely angry. With red eyes, she let out her pent-up hatred. 'Isabella! You deserve to die! You truly do!'
In the pouring rain, Lynda clenched her hands tightly, her eyes red, glaring fiercely in the direction Sebastian left, and she punched the ground.
"Lynda?" A surprised voice came from afar.
Lynda was immersed in anger and jealousy, her shoulders trembling, oblivious to the call.
Until she was embraced in a warm hug, she slowly raised her eyes.
Samuel's fox-like eyes met Lynda's.
"Samuel?" Lynda saw him and weakly called out.
"Yes, it's me."
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