Chapter 153 He Will Die
Isabella wanted to explain, but when she met Seb's gaze, she knew he wouldn't listen.
Seb's face darkened even more as she hesitated.
Matthew lay on the floor, coughing up blood, his body convulsing.
The white dining room floor was quickly stained red.
The scene was shocking.
If this continued, Isabella feared Matthew might actually die.
But Seb didn't care, not even glancing at Matthew. His eyes were locked on her.
"He'll die!" Isabella said urgently.
Seb's face was stone-cold. "Then let him die."
Isabella stared at him, shocked.
Seb had always been warm around her, but now there was a coldness in his eyes.
It made her heart tremble.
"If he dies, how will you explain it to Charles and Emma?" she tried to reason.
"No need to explain," Seb said coldly. "If he dies here, it's got nothing to do with us."
He grabbed Isabella's arm and led her out of the dining room.
Seb really didn't care if Matthew lived or died.
He pressed Isabella onto the sofa, his hands on her shoulders. "Stay here. Don't look at him, don't care about him."
Isabella was stunned. "Seb!"
"I have a conference call." With that, Seb went upstairs.
Isabella sat on the sofa, feeling like she was on pins and needles.
She hesitated, then took out her phone and called an ambulance. "Hello, I need an ambulance."
After giving the address, they said they'd arrive in twenty minutes.
Isabella sighed in relief.
There was no more movement in the dining room. After a moment, she got up and walked over.
Matthew was still on the floor, having struggled to crawl a bit, leaving a trail of blood.
"Matthew!" Isabella found a bottle of medicine in his pocket.
With trembling hands, she opened it and poured a pill into her palm.
She put the pill into Matthew's mouth.
A moment later, he coughed twice, seeming to catch his breath.
His mouth was full of blood. When he coughed, he swallowed a lot of it.
"I've called an ambulance. They'll be here soon," Isabella said.
"Bella," Matthew managed to say, spitting out blood.
His whole body was shaking; he reached out a hand to her.
Isabella couldn't be as indifferent as Seb. After a moment, she took his hand.
Matthew held her hand tightly, a satisfied smile on his lips despite the blood.
It seemed he would be content to die right then.
Isabella's heart tightened. "Matthew, stay awake. The ambulance is coming."
Matthew was shivering. "I'm so cold."
"I'll get you a blanket," Isabella said.
But Matthew held her hand tightly. "Bella, can you hold me?"
Isabella was stunned.
If Seb saw that, he'd go ballistic.
Matthew looked so pitiful. "So cold, really cold."
Isabella gritted her teeth. She lifted his head and placed him on her lap.
Just as she did, she felt a chill at the back of her head.
Her heart skipped a beat. She turned around abruptly and saw Seb standing at the dining room door, staring at her with a frosty expression.
Isabella opened her mouth to explain.
But Seb didn't give her a chance. He turned and left.
Isabella felt a void in her heart, an indescribable discomfort.
The ambulance arrived quickly.
The medical staff lifted Matthew onto a stretcher, finally alerting Zoe.
Seeing Matthew covered in blood, Zoe was terrified. She grabbed Isabella's hand, repeatedly asking what had happened.
Isabella explained while comforting her.
The medical staff asked, "Can a family member come with us to the hospital?"
Zoe hesitated and looked at Isabella.
Isabella said, "Don't worry. I've already notified Emma. They should be here soon."
When she called the ambulance, Isabella had also called Emma to inform her about Matthew's situation.
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Emma's car arrived.
Emma asked anxiously, "Matthew, how is Matthew?"
"He's already on the ambulance," Isabella said.
"Okay. Thank you, Isabella." Emma thanked her and quickly got on the ambulance.
The ambulance sped away.
Isabella helped Zoe back to her room to rest. Then she changed out of her blood-stained clothes and went to the study.
She hesitated at the door for a long time before raising her hand to knock.
There was no response from inside.
Isabella knocked again and said, "Seb, it's me."
Still no response.
Isabella looked at the door in front of her. "Can I come in?" She waited a few seconds. "If you don't say anything, I'll come in."
After saying that, Isabella waited a bit longer.
Seeing no response, she turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
The study lights were on; there were unfinished documents on the computer.
Isabella looked around but didn't see Seb.
She was stunned and quickly walked to the window. She opened it and looked down, only to find that the car in the yard was gone.
Seb had left? Isabella felt a wave of disappointment.
She took a deep breath, closed the window, turned off the lights, and left the study. She didn't turn off the computer because of the unfinished documents, just put it to sleep before leaving Seb's study.
When she went downstairs, the servants were cleaning up the blood in the dining room.
Isabella walked over and looked at the pool of crimson blood on the floor, frowning slightly.
"What's this?" A servant suddenly picked up a sticky piece of something.
Isabella walked over. "What's wrong?"
The servant said, "Why is there a clot in the blood?"
"A clot?" Isabella was stunned. She put on a glove, took the clot from the servant, and looked at it under the sunlight.
This was the blood Matthew had just coughed up. How could there be a clot?
Human blood is liquid. Even if it coagulates, it shouldn't be this sticky. How long had it been? How could it coagulate so quickly?
Isabella sensed something was wrong. She brought the clot to her nose to smell it but didn't notice anything unusual.
"Ms. Miller, do you still need this?" The servant held a trash can, looking at the clot in her hand.
"No." Isabella threw the glove and the clot into the trash can.
Then she left the dining room and went upstairs.
She didn't go to the study or the master bedroom but went to the guest room where Matthew was staying.
The guest room was simply furnished. When Isabella walked in, she saw a blood bag on the cabinet.
