Chapter 165 I Want a Kiss
After three bottles, it was clear Susan was done for.
Clang! The bottle hit thetable hard, and Susan swayed, almost losing her balance.
Emily grabbed her arm. "Susan, stop drinking."
"I'm fine!" Susan shrugged her off. "It's not every day I get along so well with Miss Harper. Gotta drink up, right, Miss Harper?"
Compared to Susan, Miley was still sober.
She'd had one more bottle than Susan, but her face was just a bit flushed, and her eyes were still clear.
Miley smiled. "Of course. When you drink, you go all out."
Miley and Susan exchanged a glance and kept drinking.
Emily couldn't take it anymore and turned to Zaire. "Can you say something?"
Zaire raised an eyebrow. "Miley."
That one word made both Miley and Susan freeze.
Miley paused, then put down her bottle. "Sorry, Miss Anderson. Mr. Jose is strict; he doesn't let me drink, so I won't."
She walked back to Zaire's side.
Zaire stood up, wrapped his arm around her waist, and held her close. "You've had enough; let's go home."
Miley leaned against him and pouted. "I want a kiss."
Zaire hesitated, then kissed her on the lips.
As he was about to pull away, Miley wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him passionately in front of everyone.
Susan stared in shock.
The bottle in her hand fell to the ground, shattering.
"Susan." Emily pulled her to sit down.
Susan lowered her head, no longer flamboyant and carefree, now shrouded in a faint aura of melancholy.
Isabella watched in astonishment, thinking Miley was incredible!
Was Miley reacting to Susan's earlier taunt?
This comeback was really strong.
"Sorry," Zaire said, "We're leaving now."
After they left, Isabella and Seb also left.
As soon as they stepped out, they heard Susan's wailing from the private room.
Isabella looked up at Seb. "Anderson and Zaire..."
Seb said, "They used to date."
Isabella paused, then asked, "What about you and Emily?"
The atmosphere in the elevator became tense.
Seb frowned. "There's nothing between us now."
Isabella didn't ask further.
Seb's answer was evasive.
She had asked if he and Emily had ever dated.
Seb said there was nothing between them now.
Indeed, there was nothing now; just like Zaire and Susan, no matter how passionate it was, it's all in the past.
However, the scary part wasn't that it was over, but that the past still hung around in their heart.
Judging by Zaire's behavior tonight, he definitely hadn't let go of Susan.
Although Seb seemed calm, Isabella felt it wasn't that simple.
However, since he didn't want to say more, Isabella didn't want to ask further.
After all, she was nothing.
Even if there was something between Seb and Emily, even if they rekindled their relationship, Isabella would just have to pack up and make way for Emily.
Her shoulder felt heavy as Seb pulled her closer.
His voice came from above her head. "Did Leo say something to you?"
Isabella shook her head. "No."
He ruffled her hair. "Don't overthink."
Isabella nodded. "Okay."
As they went downstairs and walked out the door, they saw Zaire's car driving past them. The windows were closed, so they couldn't see inside.
Inside the car, Miley and Zaire were passionately kissing, nearly undressed.
Zaire pinched her chin. "You did well tonight."
Miley smiled and straddled his lap. "Mr. Jose, is that Miss Anderson the ex-girlfriend you can't get over?"
"Can't get over?" Zaire sneered, but it was self-mocking. "To me, there are only women who listen and women who don't. Miley, you are a woman who listens."
Miley caressed his cheek. "So Miss Anderson didn't listen to you?"
Zaire's hand roamed her leg. "Smart girl."
Miley leaned closer. "I helped you so much tonight; how will you reward me?"
"What's the rush? Let me enjoy you first." Zaire placed her on the seat and leaned in to kiss her.
In the heat of the moment, Miley pushed him away and took out a condom from her bag. "Put this on."
Ever since that miscarriage, Miley always made Zaire take precautions.
She didn't want to suffer the same pain again!
The next morning, Isabella heard the doorbell as soon as she went downstairs.
She opened the door and saw Jack standing outside.
He was holding a briefcase, looking tired, with bloodshot eyes. His voice was rough. "I'm here to pick up Mr. Landon."
Seb was busy with work. Isabella never asked much about it. She stepped aside. "Come in first."
Jack shook his head. "No, I'll wait outside."
Thinking about last night, Isabella asked, "You and Nancy..."
Jack lowered his eyes, his tone emotionless. "We broke up."
Isabella wanted to say something comforting but felt that in such matters, no amount of comfort from others would help. In time, it would be forgotten.
After breakfast, Seb kissed Isabella. "I have a business trip to Maple Valley for a few days. I can't take you with me since you're pregnant."
Isabella asked, "So sudden?"
Although he was usually busy, it was the first time he left so abruptly.
Seb didn't say more. He just hugged her. "Stay safe at home and wait for me to come back."
Isabella nodded. "Okay."
Isabella had just put the dishes in the dishwasher when Leo arrived.
He was there to take her to the psychiatric hospital.
Isabella changed her shoes and left with him.
At the psychiatric hospital, they met Samantha.
Samantha was holding a stuffed doll, her head down, avoiding eye contact. She sat quietly, muttering something unintelligible. Occasionally, she would scratch her head or pick at her nails.
Fortunately, she was well taken care of and looked clean and tidy.
Leo's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, signaled to Isabella, and went out to take the call.
Isabella nodded and watched Leo leave. When she turned back, she found Samantha had raised her head, no longer staring at her toes but directly at Isabella.
Isabella was startled by Samantha's gaze. "Samantha?"
Samantha laughed. However, it was just a silly laugh.
Although she was laughing, her eyes were lifeless.
Samantha's expression, combined with her laughter, was quite eerie.
Just as Isabella was about to say something, Samantha suddenly stood up and rushed over.
