Chapter 219 No More
Isabella was stunned.
She thought she was seeing things, but after rubbing her eyes hard, Seb was still sitting there.
Seb was dressed in a black suit with a black bow tie and was sitting quietly as if waiting for someone.
It is said that when one lost their sight, their hearing became sharper. When Isabella pushed the door open, he heard the sound and turned his head, asking emotionlessly, "Are you ready?"
Isabella was speechless.
Seb slowly stood up, holding a black cane.
He groped his way forward until the cane touched the hem of Isabella's wedding dress, then stopped.
Seb retracted the cane slightly, his expression indifferent. "Since I can't see anyway, it doesn't matter how beautiful you look. Once you've chosen a dress, go and report back."
Isabella knew that Seb had mistaken her for someone else.
At this moment, the two stood face to face.
She could see Seb, but Seb couldn't see her.
Their reflections were visible in the full-length mirror beside them.
As Isabella gazed at the reflections of Seb and herself in the mirror, her thoughts turned to her daughter, Sweetie, and a pang of sorrow filled her heart.
She didn't speak, reaching out to grab Seb's hand.
Seb's fingers stiffened, and he quickly pulled his hand back, angrily saying, "What are you doing?"
Isabella didn't speak and stubbornly reached out again, grabbing Seb's hand and placing it on her wedding dress.
Seb couldn't see, so she wanted him to feel it.
This was her first time wearing a wedding dress, and Isabella really wanted Seb to see it.
She only wanted to wear it for Seb.
Seb's fingers slid over the wedding dress, and for a moment, he seemed to see Isabella standing in front of him in the dress.
His heart stirred, and he reached out to grab Isabella.
Isabella took a step back, and at the same time, another white figure brushed past her and was caught by Seb.
Isabella looked at Emily, who had suddenly appeared, with astonishment, deeply suspecting that everything had been meticulously orchestrated by her.
"Bella?" Seb hugged Emily, his trembling fingers reaching for her face.
Emily didn't respond, holding Seb's face in her hands and kissing him in front of Isabella.
Seb was shocked.
Isabella was also stunned.
Their kiss was reflected in the full-length mirror and in Isabella's eyes. A chill ran down her spine.
Just as Isabella was about to rush over and pull Emily away, Leo appeared.
"Bella, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you." Leo's voice stopped abruptly when he saw Seb and Emily, his expression becoming complicated.
"Bella?" Seb pushed Emily away and stumbled toward Isabella.
Unable to see, Seb heavily knocked over a nearby flower stand. With a crash, the stand and the flower pots fell on Seb.
Isabella was alarmed and wanted to help Seb, but Leo grasped her wrist firmly.
Then she turned back, and Leo silently shook his head at Isabella.
At that moment, Emily had already helped Seb up, asking with concern, "Seb, are you okay?"
Seb completely ignored Emily, not caring about the dirt on him, and continued to reach forward.
He finally touched a pair of soft hands, gripping them tightly. "Bella, Bella."
Although he couldn't see, Seb touched the texture of the wedding dress, and he smiled. "You're wearing a wedding dress? You must look beautiful."
Isabella felt a pang in her heart and stood still stiffly. She couldn't bear to push him away but didn't know what to do.
At this moment, the dressing room door opened, and Charles and Emma walked in.
"Godfather, godmother." Leo's voice brought Isabella back to reality.
She was surprised at what Leo had called them.
Seeing Isabella's puzzled look, Leo explained, "I forgot to tell you, Charles and Aunt Emma have agreed to make me their godson. Bella, at our wedding, godfather and godmother will be the witnesses. Are you happy?"
Even though the wedding was approaching, Isabella couldn't feel any joy.
Emma walked over, looking Isabella up and down. "You look beautiful in a wedding dress."
She then looked at Emily, generously praising her. "You look beautiful too, Emily. No wonder people say a girl looks most beautiful moment on her wedding day.I'm genuinely happy for you two now that I've seen you."
"Thank you, Emma." Emily sweetly replied, never missing a chance to please Emma.
After all, once she married Seb, Emma would be her mother-in-law.
It would benefit Emily to have a good relationship with Emma.
Isabella stood there, still not speaking.
Seb was still holding her hand , and Isabella felt some pain, perhaps because he was holding it too tightly.
Leo glanced at Isabella and said with a smile, "After we get married, we'll be a family."
As he spoke, Leo secretly pinched Isabella's arm.
Isabella knew Leo was reminding her to keep her distance from Seb. She took a deep breath, suppressing her discomfort, and tried to pull her hand back.
But Seb held on tightly, and she couldn't pull away.
Isabella had to speak. "Seb, Emily is here, it's not appropriate for you to hold me like this."
Seb stood there in a daze.
"Are you really going to marry him?" Seb asked.
His expression was so hurt that Isabella couldn't bear to look at him. She lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Yes."
Seb pulled her hard, causing Isabella to take a few steps forward, almost bumping into him.
Isabella looked up, meeting Seb's empty eyes, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, unable to speak.
"What about me?" Seb stared at her, gritting his teeth."Isabella, are you really going to leave me?"
Isabella nodded her head and replied. "Yes, I am."
Seb's grip on her fingers tightened abruptly as his another hand clasped the back of her head, drawing her into a sudden kiss.
Seb's kiss was passionate and urgent, filled with a fierce intensity but also a hidden tenderness.
Isabella's heart ached and felt like it was being twisted. She was forced to tilt her head, accepting Seb's kiss, and her hands clutched his lapels. She hung on him like a fragile doll hanging on him.
Kelsey and Michael walked in, witnessing the scene.
Nina finished selecting her shoes and joined them coincidentally. She was stunned by the scene.
Emily clenched the hem of her wedding dress, unsure of what expression to make.
Leo, coming to his senses, stepped forward to separate Isabella and Seb.
Leo pushed Isabella aside and raised his fist, aiming it at Seb's face.
"No!" Isabella gasped in alarm, watching helplessly as Leo's fist descended, her breath catching painfully.
