Chapter 195 Accident
Isabella was sweating buckets from the pain in the car.
"Bella, Bella," Nina kept calling, her voice shaky.
Inside the car, there was a faint floral scent in the air.
Nina sniffed it and felt dizzy and nauseous.
After a bit, she couldn't hold back and asked, "Mrs. Landon, what incense is that?"
Emma replied, "Just regular . Why?"
"It stinks," Nina said, reaching to open the window for fresh air.
Suddenly, blinding headlights flashed ahead, and a deafening horn blared.
The next second, there was a loud crash.
Nina felt the world flip, something heavy hit her head, and she blacked out.
The car stopped by the roadside.
"Mrs. Landon!" The driver was still in shock.
Emma held a wooden stick; she had seized the chance of the driver's abrupt turn and brake to strike Nina on the neck.
Emma tossed the stick and firmly told the driver, "Quick, stage the scene!"
Zaire drove away from the estate.
Seb sat in the passenger seat, soaking wet, staring ahead. "How could you let Bella get in her car?"
"I had no choice," Zaire said. "Don't worry. Emma can't cause much trouble. Plus, Nina's there; nothing will happen."
Zaire made sense, but Seb still felt a burning anger.
"We must find out what happened tonight!" Seb said sternly.
"We will," Zaire paused, then asked, "Seb, did you..."
"No!" Seb cut him off. "I didn't touch Emily!"
Zaire glanced at him. "Are you sure?"
'In that situation, people lose their minds!' Zaire thought.
Even he had touched Susan.
And Seb's reaction to the drugs was much stronger.
It was hard to believe Seb wouldn't lose control.
Seb met his gaze, eyes like ice. "I know my body. If I had touched a woman, wouldn't I know?"
If Seb had touched Emily, the drug's effects wouldn't be so severe. Even now, he felt terrible.
"But," Zaire started.
Seb coldly said, "I'm not you; I have no feelings for Emily!"
Zaire shut his mouth.
He had feelings for Susan, so the drugs had affected him easily.
If it had been someone else, would he have still succumbed?
Seb had no feelings for Emily, so even in extreme unconsciousness, he couldn't have done anything to her.
As they talked, the car turned a sharp corner. A few hundred feet ahead, a bright fire appeared.
Both of their pupils contracted, and Seb sat up straight, tense like a drawn bow, the firelight reflecting in his eyes.
"It's the Landon family's car!" As they got closer, Zaire recognized it.
He slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt by the roadside, the tires almost smoking.
Before the car fully stopped, Seb had already jumped out.
Seb stumbled, his knee hitting the gravel hard.
Gritting his teeth, Seb got to his feet and walked towards the road.
The car fire was raging, making it hard to get close. A few people were lying on the ground nearby.
Emma sat up from the ground, covered in injuries, staring blankly at the burning car.
Next to her lay the still-unconscious Nina.
Suddenly, Seb grabbed Emma by the collar and lifted her. "Where's Bella?"
Emma looked at him, then smiled and pointed at the burning car.
Seb followed her finger and saw a human-like figure in the flames.
He was stunned.
He dropped Emma and walked towards the car.
Zaire grabbed him from behind. "Seb, calm down. If you go now, you'll die!"
Seb gritted his teeth, shook off Zaire's hand, and kept moving forward.
"Seb!" Zaire held him back tightly.
Ambulances and fire trucks could be heard approaching.
Nina was carried into an ambulance.
"Zaire, let go of me!" Seb's hands were tense, his eyes bloodshot, leaning forward, ready to rush into the flames.
Seb had lost his usual composure.
Zaire couldn't let go; it would be sending Seb to his death!
Firefighters had just opened the hose when a massive explosion rocked the area.
Zaire tried to pull Seb down, but Seb stood firm, unblinking.
In the explosion's light, Seb thought he saw Isabella in the flames, walking forward.
"Bella!" Seb shouted.
She seemed to hear him, turned, smiled, and waved.
Then she fell into the fire.
Seb reached out, veins bulging, face filled with grief.
"Bella!" Seb screamed, spat out blood, and collapsed.
"Seb!"
Emily, who had just arrived, saw this and her heart skipped a beat. She looked at the fire, her fingers clenching tightly.
Emma was placed on a stretcher. As she was pushed past Emily, their eyes met, and Emily's gaze deepened.
Isabella woke up from the pain.
She opened her eyes, the bright light stinging.
She tried to raise her hands to shield her eyes but found her hands and feet tied.
A voice beside her said, "Ms. Miller, you're in danger. We've got consent from your family for a C-section."
C-section, a term Isabella had heard often since becoming pregnant.
She knew it was a standard procedure.
Isabella nodded and fell unconscious again.
She woke up from a bed.
However, she were neither in a hospital nor at home with Seb.
It was an unfamiliar place, with the splash of waves faintly heard through the half-drawn curtains.
Isabella saw a photo of Matthew on the wall.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she tried to sit up, pulling at the wound on her belly, breaking out in a cold sweat. She managed to sit halfway up before falling back heavily.
She almost fainted from the pain again.
