Chapter 146 Jealous Seb
Isabella looked up and met Seb's slightly displeased eyes.
"Is he interesting?"
Isabella was speechless.
Seb was jealous.
Seeing Seb's face darkening, Isabella was just about to explain when the operating room door opened, and the medical staff pushed out a stretcher.
"Nina." Isabella hurried forward to tend to Nina.
Seb's hand was suddenly empty. He sighed helplessly and followed her.
After the rescue, Nina was out of danger and transferred to a regular ward.
But she was still unconscious.
Isabella stayed by the bedside, not allowing Charlie and Deborah to come near.
Charlie glanced from a distance and sought Seb's help. He said, "Mr. Landon, why don't you let Isabella go home? I can stay and take care of Nina."
Deborah quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "You have to work tomorrow. It's too late to take care of her."
"Mom, I'm fine."
"Fine? You're the pillar of our family. If something happens to you, we're doomed. Besides, she's just sleeping now. With so many doctors and nurses around, what could go wrong?"
Deborah and Charlie bickered.
Seb couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Yes, you have work tomorrow. It's late and you should go home and rest."
When she saw Seb support her, Deborah immediately smiled, "The boss understands you."
Seb looked at her indifferently. "Charlie can go home. You stay and take care of her."
Deborah was stunned, not expecting to be addressed. She quickly waved her hand. "I can't. I'm old and not in good health. It's so fortunate that I don't need others to look after me. Plus, this hospital is so advanced. I can't even use the elevator and would get lost as soon as I step out. I'd be a burden if I stayed."
Isabella saw all of Deborah's excuses.
She looked at Nina, feeling sorrowful and grieved.
At this moment, she didn't want to hear their voices anymore and shouted, "Get out!"
Charlie looked at Seb.
He wasn't afraid of Isabella or Nina.
But he was most afraid of Seb.
After all, no one wasn't afraid of powerful people.
Nina and Isabella were no threat.
But Seb was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
Seb glanced at him lightly. "Didn't you hear? Do I need to repeat myself?"
Charlie quickly waved his hand. "No need, we're leaving."
With that, he dragged Deborah away.
After they left, Isabella said to Seb, "You should go rest too. I'll stay here with my sister."
Seb looked at her for a few seconds and then left the ward without a word.
Seeing this, Isabella felt upset.
Although she did tell Seb to leave, he left too decisively.
Pulling herself together, Isabella pulled up a chair by the bed and sat down, looking at Nina's pale face. She murmured, "Nina, do you regret your choice now?"
Isabella lay by the bedside, drowsily falling asleep.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted. She woke up and saw Seb's face.
At that moment, he was holding her.
Instinctively, Isabella wrapped her arms around his neck. "Didn't you go home?"
Seb set her down on the sofa. "Who said I went home?"
Then why did he just leave so decisively?
Looking around, Isabella saw a large shopping bag on the table.
When she saw Seb taking out towels, a toothbrush, a rinsing cup, and other daily necessities, she was stunned again.
So Seb had gone to the supermarket.
Seb took a towel to the bathroom and quickly returned.
The towel was already wet. Isabella instinctively reached out to take it.
But Seb avoided her hand, stood in front of her, and wiped her face himself.
The warm towel touched Isabella's skin as he gently wiped, his movements full of tenderness.
Seeing Seb like this, Isabella accepted his care without hesitation, propping her hands on the edge of the sofa, tilting her face slightly, and closing her eyes to let him wipe.
When the towel left, Isabella suddenly felt something soft on her lips.
Isabella opened her eyes. Seb had pulled away from her lips and pressed a finger to her lips, his voice hoarse, "Is Richard interesting?"
Isabella blinked.
Hadn't they already got over this topic? Seb brought it up again.
"Do you like that type?" Seb seemed very concerned about the answer.
Isabella couldn't help but laugh.
Seb pinched her chin and asked seriously, "What's so funny? Answer my question. Have you taken a liking to Richard?"
Isabella became curious and said, "What if I have? What would you do?"
Seb frowned and thought for a moment, saying, "It would be difficult, but I would try."
"Try what?"
"Try to make him disappear from Lakina."
Seb was displeased, even a bit dejected. He said, "So you really like him, just because he has a rare blood type?"
"No." Isabella couldn't bear to tease him anymore. She reached out and hugged his slender waist, pressing her face against his shirt, "I just feel he's a bit different towards my sister. I don't like him."
Seb lifted her chin, making her look up at him, "Really?"
Isabella looked into his eyes and sincerely shook her head.
While Isabella was in the bathroom, washing up, Seb went to the balcony to make a phone call.
When he returned, Isabella had already taken off her shoes and slipped into the thin blanket on the companion bed.
Seb also quickly washed up and then lay down beside her.
The companion bed was small and narrow, which was just enough for the two of them to lie on their sides.
Isabella turned to face him. "Mr. Landon, it must be uncomfortable for you to sleep on such a small bed."
Seb reached out and gently stroked her face. "If you know it's uncomfortable for me, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"
Isabella silently looked at him for a moment, then she leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
When she tried to pull away, it was too late. Seb clasped her waist, pulling her into his arms, deepening the kiss.
After teasing Isabella for a while, Seb finally let her go, but he still held her tightly, his breath spraying on her neck.
The room gradually quieted down. The moonlight outside was hazy, casting a silvery glow.
As Isabella was drifting off to sleep, she heard him call her.
"Bella."
She groggily responded, snuggling into his arms, "What happened?"
Seeing how sleepy she was, Seb didn't say anything more. He gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Good night."
