Chapter 329 Believe Me Only When I Dig Out My Heart
Lynda was stunned for a moment, then she hooked her arms around Samuel's neck
and cried, "Samuel, I need your help. I've been wronged. The person I liked,
the one I often spoke to you about, has been taken away from me!"
Lynda had always regarded Samuel as a backup plan, a way out.
If there was truly no hope with Sebastian, she planned to be with Samuel in
Silvercrest, as a second choice.
But now... Lynda clenched her fists.
After enduring the hardships, she came to realize her true feelings.
For the first time, she realized how important Sebastian was to her.
She only wanted Sebastian! She wanted Sebastian to love her with all his heart!
So, she had to get rid of Isabella!
And Samuel was her sharp weapon!
Lynda was best at using a woman's weakness to gain a man's favor.
With her chin resting on Samuel's shoulder, her crying was touching, and her warm breath intentionally sprayed on Samuel's sensitive ear. "Samuel, Samuel, my heart hurts so much. Can you help me, please?"
Samuel's body trembled, feeling numb.
He held Lynda tightly and walked away quickly.
Before entering the carriage, Samuel squinted his eyes and gave a meaningful look
at the Lawrence Group's office building.
The Lawrence Group, top floor.
Sebastian was holding Isabella as they came out of the private elevator.
Both of them were drenched, rainwater dripping continuously from their bodies.
Sebastian pulled a long face, giving off a cold and indifferent feeling. The secretaries along the corridor wisely lowered their heads.
Sebastian carried Isabella into the president's office, her mood complex, her mouth
opening to speak while Sebastian hooked the office door and kicked it open, makinga loud noise.
Isabella's heart jumped to her throat, and the words she was about to say got stuck.
Once inside the office, Sebastian still didn't let go of Isabella. He kicked open the
door to the lounge and threw Isabella onto the bed.
The bed in the lounge was soft, and Isabella bounced upon landing.
In the not-so-large lounge, the atmosphere was oppressive. Isabella held her breath,
feeling a sense of fear, her sensitive nose catching a whiff of danger.
Hastily, she got off the bed and tried to escape towards the other door of the lounge.
But as soon as her hand touched the doorknob of that door, a pair of large hands grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the door. Sebastian's grip was so hard that Isabella couldn't move. The heat from his palm felt like it could burn her skin.
Isabella's voice trembled, "Let go, Sebastian, let me go."
"Let go?" Sebastian coldly smiled, leaning in with his cool lips near Isabella's ear. "You're dreaming."
Isabella's arm went numb, and wherever Sebastian's breath touched, it tickled. She breathed heavily, "In this heavy rain, are you really leaving your loved one outside? Can you bear it... ah!"
Isabella didn't finish her sentence as Sebastian grabbed her shoulders and effortlessly flipped her around as if she were a toy.
In an instant, their eyes met.
Isabella was startled by the redness in Sebastian's eyes.
"You..." Isabella uttered a sound but didn't know what to say.
In this room, there were only the two of them, and in her eyes, there was only
Sebastian.
She stared at Sebastian's eyes without blinking, vaguely sensing discomfort and sadness. She felt a pang in her heart.
The person in front of her was Sebastian, someone who always held
condescending. How could he have such an expression?
"Isabella," Sebastian glared at her, his chest heaving with emotions. He drew closer,
their eyes and noses almost touching. "How many times do I have to say it for you
to believe me? I hate being lied to, so I never lie. What more do you want from me?"
With one hand restraining Isabella and the other forcefully pulling at his tie, he
tugged at his collar, causing the buttons of his shirt to pop and fall to the ground.
Strange sounds immediately filled the room.
Each of these consecutive sounds struck Isabella's heart.
Isabella didn't know what Sebastian was going to do. "I... I'm pregnant, please
don't..."
"Touch me!" Sebastian's voice was stern, veins faintly bulging on his neck. He
grabbed Isabella's hand and pressed it against his chest.
Isabella was frightened by Sebastian's demeanor, her body trembling.
Reflexively, she tried to pull her hand away.
But how could her strength compare to Sebastian's?
Sebastian didn't let go, and she couldn't break free.
"Must I tear my heart out for you to believe me?" Sebastian's Adam's apple rolled continuously as he stared intensely at Isabella, his gaze burning with questions.
Only then did Isabella realize that her palm was tightly pressed against Sebastian's
bare chest, with no clothes to separate them, intimately close.
A heart was beating forcefully and irregularly against her hand.
Sebastian's heartbeat, through her hand, traveled up her arm and reached her heart.
Isabella's heart began to race irregularly.
After a brief moment of eye contact with Sebastian, she hastily averted her gaze
in a panic.
But then, Isabella quickly met Sebastian's eyes again, suppressing the bitterness in
her throat, her eyes slightly moist. "You... you're really, truly..."
At this point, Isabella's voice seemed to fail her, as if she had been mute
Sebastian's lips were pressed together tightly, his chest still heaving.
He sarcastically smiled, "No one has ever dared to play with me like this, throwing my heart on the ground and trampling on it. You are the first one..."
"No one has ever dared to challenge me after toying with me, constantly resisting me, repeatedly asserting that you don't love me in front of me and others,pushing me away to someone else!"
"No one dares," Sebastian's throat trembled, his face dark, every word cold and
emotionless, "to use my feelings to threaten me. I haven't punished you enough, so
how dare you die! How dare you?"
Sebastian's voice was so cold, yet it felt scorching to Isabella.
Though there was no real emotion, it seemed to be filled with all the feelings.
She opened her mouth but couldn't speak. Her throat was so tight, and tears were
welling up in her eyes, uncontrollably streaming down.
"What? You can cry, too?" Sebastian's eyes were icy. "Why are you crying?
You've won, Isabella. You should be smiling."
"Smile?" Isabella was completely soaked, her clothes and hair drenched. Her eyes were filled with tears, continuously streaming down her face, making her look pitiful.
She choked, forcing a bitter smile, "What should I be smiling about, Sebastian?
What have I won? How did I succeed?"
Isabella was like a fish out of water, gasping for air, breathing heavily.
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