Chapter 99 You Fell in Love with Sebastian
But Isabella could faintly hear Brittany's breath.
She had already made it clear to Lynda, so Brittany should understand too.
And there she was, back again, appearing before them.
"It's difficult to answer, isn't it, Brittany?" she continued, "I can't figure it out. I feel like I am, but then again, why am I? We have the marriage certificate, we are legally married."
"Thinking about it, Sebastian and Lynda, their love has endured for so many years. I am just a latecomer. What right do I have to jump in and act all superior as the lawful wife?"
"I have been wavering between these two emotions, back and forth. I think I'm going crazy. I can't get out of it. But I cannot possibly tell Emily... She always thought I was happy."
"And in the future, I won't want to tell her either. I can handle this pain and confusion on my own, without involving her."
Brittany quietly listened to Isabella's words.
"You're upset... right, Isabella?"
"Yes," she answered, her eyes carrying a heavy nasal tone. "What I'm feeling now, I suppose it's called sadness."
"But you shouldn't be this upset."
Isabella paused. "...Shouldn't I? Why not?"
"When you married Sebastian, he should have given you a warning, and you also know the essence of this marriage."
"Yes."
"So," Brittany said, "you fell in love with Sebastian."
This sentence thundered through, freezing Isabella in her tracks.
She, fell in love, with Sebastian?
On the other end of the phone, Brittany's voice continued, moderate in pace, calm in tone, and even with a hint of warmth, yet every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Isabella's heart.
"Because you love Sebastian, you can't accept Lynda's sudden appearance, even though you had already started suspecting Lynda's existence. Because you love Sebastian, you naturally wanted to enjoy all the good things about him..."
"That's enough." Isabella spoke up, interrupting Brittany, "Stop, I don't want to hear anymore."
“Facing reality is painful, I know. Isabella, I used to avoid it too, but ultimately, we have to reach this point."
Isabella kept shaking her head, murmuring to herself, "I don't love him, how could I possibly love him..."
She loved Sebastian? What a joke!
When did that happen? During those days when he showered her with affection only when he was in a good mood?
"But you did fall in love with Sebastian," Brittany sighed, "Let me tell you, when you realize it's too late not to fall in love, it's already too late...''
Britany wondered, if she had told Isabella earlier, would she still love him?
Probably not...
"Isabella, you don't have to resist so much. When you love someone, it is never a shameful or embarrassing thing. Falling in love with a man like Sebastian is such a normal thing. It would be strange if you didn't love him."
Sebastian was too perfect, too excellent.
Wealthy, influential, perfect height, perfect appearance. If they were to be together, and if he were to treat her better, care for her more...
Which woman wouldn’t fall for him?!
"But, before I married him, I knew this marriage would be doomed... I shouldn't have done it," Isabella said. "No, something went wrong. I don't love him."
"You need time to accept this reality slowly," Brittany advised her.
Isabella stubbornly insisted, "I don't love him, I don't."
"Let's go out for a drink tonight," Brittany suggested. "When you're drunk, you won't remember anything, and one can forget a thousand sorrows."
"...Did you go through the same thing after breaking up with Joshua?"
Brittany thought for a moment. "I think so. It's been too long to remember, numbness took over."
Isabella could only smile bitterly. "Brittany, she came back. She really came back... I saw her, she and Sebastian standing together, looking so perfect."
Before Brittany could say anything else, Isabella hung up the phone.
Originally, Isabella had hoped to get an answer from Brittany about who the third party was, but unexpectedly, she found herself trapped in an even more complex question.
Did she love Sebastian? Did she not love Sebastian?
During that phone call, Brittany was not actually comforting her, but rather pointing out the harsh reality with every word.
At that moment, Isabella deeply understood the strength within Brittany's heart.
Only someone who had experienced unforgettable love would know so clearly, would understand things this way.
Could she, like Brittany, come out and live as herself?
Isabella didn’t have the nerve to think about it.
Near the end of the workday, Sebastian returned to the company.
Kaine saw him and immediately lowered his head, saying, "Mr. Lawrence."
Sebastian glanced at him and walked straight into his office.
The employees in the secretary’s office... seeing Mr. Lawrence’s figure, they all turned their attention to Isabella’s office.
The door remained closed.
Kaine followed inside and said, "Mr. Lawrence..."
"Working overtime," he replied with just two words and didn't say anything more.
Kaine responded, "Yes, Mr. Lawrence."
The afternoon was wasted, and Sebastian naturally had to work overtime to finish his tasks.
Overtime is a must for everyone in the secretary's office. No one can leave early.
Isabella stayed in the office until it was dark. Her stomach growled with hunger, and her legs were numb. Finally, she got up, packed her things, and prepared to go home.
As she opened the office door, curious gazes quickly averted. Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be busy with their tasks.
Isabella didn't mind and walked out, carrying her bag.
Kaine saw her and called out, "Madam..."
"Hmm? What's up?" Isabella asked. "Are you all working overtime again?"
She had no idea that Sebastian had already returned. She thought... Sebastian was still with Lynda and had no intention of dealing with company matters.
Moreover, no one had informed her.
"Yes, yes," Kaine nodded. "Overtime."
"You guys carry on, I'm leaving."
Since Sebastian wasn't around, she didn't have much work anyway.
Isabella entered the elevator.
Kaine watched her leave without saying a word.
"Ah..." He sighed, but then the door to the president's office opened.
Sebastian walked out.
"...Mr. Lawrence..."
Sebastian glanced at him and headed straight towards the secretary's office, seemingly looking for Isabella.
Kaine mumbled to himself, "Didn't the president's office have direct access to the madam's office? There's just a lounge in between..."
Why did Mr. Lawrence have to take such a detour to find his wife?
Wait, wait? Find his wife?
"Mr. Lawrence!" Kaine realized and immediately shouted, "Madam is not in the office."
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