Chapter 459 You're Just Asking for Trouble
"You're breaking the law!"
"In Maple Valley," Isabella cracked the window just a bit and heard the bodyguard's arrogant voice, "Mr. Lawrence is the law! Where's Mrs. Lawrence? Speak up! If you don't, I'll kill you!"
Oliver shot back, "Sorry. She isn't here."
Isabella saw the bodyguard press a knife against Oliver's chest. A cold sweat broke out on her back.
Sebastian's people were always so domineering and arrogant. Isabella couldn't lie to herself anymore. Even if she didn't recognize these bodyguards or see Sebastian or Kaine, they were definitely Sebastian's people!
They were looking for her, and she had to step up!
Isabella bolted out of the bedroom. She had to stop Sebastian's thugs from bullying people! Waving a knife around, did they really think Sebastian was untouchable?
At that moment, a thought flashed through her mind. 'Yeah, even if he killed someone, no one would do anything to him.'
Isabella was even more scared. If innocent people got hurt because of her, she couldn't forgive herself or Sebastian!
Even if she had to go back and face Sebastian, feeling that heart-wrenching pain, Isabella couldn't let innocent people get hurt.
She thought, 'Faster, faster.'
Isabella picked up the pace, but she was wearing slippers, and the floor had just been mopped, making it slippery.
Her body leaned back, one leg lifted, the other wobbled, and her hands flailed in the air as she fell backward.
Isabella thought she was going to fall hard and cause irreparable damage, like hurting the babies.
Unexpectedly, a pair of hands caught her waist just in time.
In one swift motion, Isabella fell into a hug that smelled of shower gel.
This embrace was unfamiliar to Isabella, slender, and the scent was off. It wasn't Sebastian's embrace.
She thought, 'Could it be Samuel? Isn't Samuel not staying here?'
"Thanks," Isabella said awkwardly, quickly steadying herself without daring to look at Samuel.
She was about to push Samuel away when a cold, angry voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you doing!"
The voice was low and magnetic, as sexy as ever, unmistakably Sebastian's.
Isabella had heard it too many times, and it was deeply imprinted in her bones.
Sebastian had used that voice to say so many good and bad things, loving and sweet things, and unbearable things to her.
Precisely because she couldn't forget, Isabella felt pain. From beginning to end, Sebastian had deceived and manipulated her, treating her like a fool. Why did she remember everything about him so clearly?
Isabella bit her lip and pushed Samuel away. But she still kept her back to Sebastian, not turning to look at him.
"Be careful, the floor was just mopped, it's slippery," unexpectedly, Samuel grabbed her wrist the moment she pushed him away. "You are still pregnant, be careful."
The fear of almost falling still lingered in her heart, and Isabella didn't dare to be careless.
She nodded and looked up at Samuel, "Okay, tha..."
Isabella was about to thank him as usual, but this time, she didn't get to finish.
Samuel was only wearing a bathrobe, and at this moment, she was also only wearing a bathrobe, it looked pretty ambiguous.
The two of them seemed like a couple who had just enjoyed an intimate moment and come out of a room.
"Sorry," Samuel looked troubled. He lowered his head and explained softly, "I drank too much last night, and my assistant mistakenly brought me here. Just now, I heard noise outside and ran out without thinking."
"We're innocent," Samuel said, "But will Mr. Lawrence misunderstand? Do we need to explain?"
Samuel stopped talking at this point.
Isabella froze, clearly feeling a shadow looming over her from behind.
Immediately, Isabella felt a warm chest press against her back.
Sebastian's lean arm wrapped around her waist, and the other arm pressed against her arm.
At the end of his arm, Sebastian held a knife, the tip pressing against Samuel's hand that was holding her wrist.
Isabella was shocked.
"Samuel," Sebastian looked at Samuel expressionlessly and said, "Let go."
Samuel smiled and withdrew his hand. "Mr. Lawrence, is there some misunderstanding?"
Sebastian's eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent. The next second, the cold knife tip was at Samuel's forehead.
He remained expressionless, not losing his composure, but his words were unreasonable.
Sebastian said, "No misunderstanding, you're just asking for trouble. So, I'll send you to your death."
Isabella's heart almost stopped, completely frightened by Sebastian's words.
She yanked Sebastian's hand off her waist and pushed Samuel away. Turning around, she faced Sebastian. Then Isabella ended up standing in front of Samuel.
Instantly, the knife tip was aimed at Isabella. With the danger on herself, she remained calm.
She looked up and glared at Sebastian, "Sebastian, can you stop being so unreasonable? I almost fell, and Samuel just helped me. He saved me. Do you want me to have a miscarriage? Stop, okay?"
Sebastian was stunned, shocked by Isabella's actions. He looked somewhat innocent, his brows furrowed, staring at Isabella.
After a while, he asked, "You're speaking for someone who kidnapped you? You're shielding him from a knife?"
"What kidnapping?" Isabella was speechless, "What are you talking about?"
Isabella's eyes were cold, and when Sebastian's gaze met hers, he couldn't withstand her cold stare. He felt like Isabella's gaze hurting his heart.
"Not kidnapping?" Sebastian squinted, "If it wasn't kidnapping, why did you leave? If it wasn't kidnapping, why did you ignore me? You saw me but left with him?"
The wound on Sebastian's forehead throbbed faintly, his chest heaving slightly as he questioned, "Isabella, don't lie."
Sebastian's deep eyes had a light that could draw Isabella in.
He softened his tone, "Tell me, don't be afraid. Isabella. Anyone who tries to harm you, I won't let them go."
Isabella listened to Sebastian's words, hearing everything clearly.
In the past, her heart would have raced. But now, she wanted to laugh.
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