Chapter 102 Be My Wife
"She spoke calmly, showing no signs of anything unusual.
Sebastian stared hard at her. ""You think I'd ignore you for her? Joyce, I'm not that heartless.""
""Haven't you always done that?"" Joyce replied, unfazed.
""But this time it's life or death. Even if I'm a jerk, I can't ignore you.""
Joyce tied a bow on his arm, a bitter smile on her lips.
""Really? I don't believe you,"" she said slowly.
Sebastian was speechless.
He grabbed Joyce's wrist, his voice hoarse. ""Joyce, no matter what happens, I won't leave you. Please believe me.""
Joyce laughed softly, her eyes full of disbelief.
The more she had trusted him before, the more cautious she was now.
She wouldn't lose herself over a few words like she did three years ago.
As she was about to leave, Sebastian hugged her, causing his wound to throb.
He took a sharp breath. ""Joyce, it hurts so much. Don't leave me.""
He had never been this vulnerable before.
No matter how bad his injuries were in the past, he never even flinched.
Joyce glanced at him, slowly breaking free from his grip, her voice softer. ""I'll get the car and take you to the hospital. Your wound is deep. It probably needs stitches.""
Sebastian finally sat in the car, following Joyce to the hospital.
As Joyce predicted, Sebastian's wound needed stitches.
She looked at the wound, noticing the veins bulging on Sebastian's forehead and the sweat dripping down his jawline.
Joyce clenched her fists, her eyes showing barely noticeable emotions.
When Sebastian looked up, he saw this.
He gently squeezed her hand and smiled. ""You say you don't care, but your eyes are red.""
Joyce immediately lowered her eyelashes, hiding her emotions. ""I'm just squeamish about blood.""
Sebastian covered her eyes, whispering, ""Then don't look. I'll be fine soon.""
He pulled her into his arms, inhaling her floral scent.
His pain seemed to lessen.
Sebastian's face showed rare joy.
This side of Sebastian was something Isabella had never seen.
She saw the deep affection in his eyes, his indulgence towards Joyce.
All this happiness that should have been hers was stolen by Joyce.
Isabella clenched her fists in anger, a flash of hatred in her eyes.
When she opened the door and saw Sebastian's wound, her eyes became moist.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. ""Sebastian, are you okay? Does it hurt?""
She maneuvered her wheelchair to Sebastian's side, reaching out to touch his arm, but he avoided her.
A cold voice echoed. ""I'm not going to die.""
His voice and attitude were nothing like how he was with Joyce earlier.
Isabella bit her lip in frustration but still showed concern.
She wiped her tears and said, ""Joyce, Sebastian apologized to you online. Why won't you forgive him? No matter how much he wronged you, you didn't have to set him up and cause this injury.""
She spoke with genuine emotion, crying pitifully.
Even Joyce almost believed her.
Joyce looked at Isabella's crying face and sneered. ""How do you know this was my plan?""
""Isn't it obvious? Maxwell's a special forces soldier. How could he let you get kidnapped? You did this to see if Sebastian would choose you or me.""
""I said I wouldn't interfere in your relationship. Why don't you believe me? Why do you keep torturing Sebastian? You hit his head the other day, and now he's got stitches. If you loved him, you wouldn't treat him like this.""
Joyce was amazed at Isabella's ability to twist the truth.
She had only suspected the situation was too coincidental.
Isabella had just been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and then Joyce got a distress call.
Now she realized it was all a setup to frame her.
The goal was to show her that Sebastian would never choose her and to make her give up on him.
Maybe Isabella didn't expect Sebastian to act out of character and choose to save Joyce this time.
Joyce smiled at Isabella. ""How did you know about my meticulous plan? Feels like you were involved too.""
Isabella didn't expect Joyce to counterattack like that.
A normal person would have denied it. But Joyce admitted it and even pointed the suspicion back at her.
Isabella cursed Joyce a thousand times in her heart.
She admitted Joyce was better at arguing.
She had seen Joyce's courtroom debates.
Isabella could only play the victim.
She looked at Sebastian with a face full of grievance. ""Sebastian, I don't mean to blame Joyce. I don't want to pursue who caused the trouble at the company. I just feel sorry for you being so badly injured, and for my leg. The doctor said I might never dance again.""
She lowered her head, silently shedding tears.
Anyone who saw it would feel heartbroken, but Sebastian never looked at her directly.
Instead, he held Joyce's hand and said, ""You're so silly! You only asked for $1.4 million. Even if you asked for $1.4 billion or my life, I'd give it to you without hesitation.""
Isabella was stunned.
Sebastian knew it was Joyce's plan, and not only did he not blame her, but he also said such things.
Isabella couldn't believe it.
He must have said it to spite her.
Sebastian, such a proud person, couldn't possibly risk his life for a woman.
Isabella clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, but she didn't feel the pain.
At that moment, Dominic came in to report. ""Mr. Winters, those two have confessed everything.""
Sebastian's eyes narrowed. ""What did they say?""
Dominic glanced at Joyce and said, ""They said Ms. Blackwood was behind it.""
Joyce looked at Sebastian indifferently, her eyes full of mockery. ""Looks like I've got this case in the bag with all the witnesses and evidence.""
A flash of pride crossed Isabella's eyes, but she quickly returned to her innocent look.
Her voice carried a hint of pleading. ""Sebastian, Joyce did this out of jealousy. She didn't mean any harm. Just give her a fair punishment. Don't send her to jail. She's worked so hard in the legal field. If people find out, her career will be in trouble.""
Her words sounded like she was pleading for Joyce, but she was really threatening her.
Just when Isabella thought she had done a perfect job, she heard Sebastian's deep, magnetic voice.
He looked at Joyce with deep eyes, his tone casual and unrestrained. ""How should I punish you? Marry me and be my wife forever!"""
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