Chapter 360 Where Did You Go?

Marvin's eyes went wide, totally caught off guard.

Marvin thought, 'How did I never notice how Jack could leave folks speechless?'

Seb leaned in, elbows on his knees, rubbing his temples.

Seeing this, Bradley quickly asked, "Mr. Landon, how you feeling now?"

Seb stopped, looked up, and said, "Way better than before."

Bradley looked relieved. "Yeah, 'cause you nailed that hypnosis session. It went super smooth."

"You mean that hypnosis thing actually worked?" Seb thought back to his dream.

In the dream, he saw the person he missed like crazy, and all those bottled-up feelings finally got some air.

"Did you do it?" Seb gave Bradley another look.

Bradley had that honest vibe, always in a white coat, holding a medical record or a notebook. His black-framed glasses made him look kinda scholarly.

Seb only knew Bradley was Marvin’s student and had joined the recent sessions. He didn’t even know Bradley’s full name, nor had he ever asked. But now, Seb had a newfound respect for Bradley.

Bradley didn’t answer right away but glanced at Marvin.

After all, Marvin was his mentor, and Seb was Marvin's boss. Even if Bradley had done the work, he wouldn’t take all the credit. He’d rather give it to Marvin and just play a supporting role.

Marvin wasn’t one to steal credit. He immediately spoke up for Bradley, "Don’t look at me. This was all you. Credit where credit’s due."

Bradley looked a bit embarrassed. "It’s all thanks to Dr. Finn’s guidance."

Marvin waved it off, but the relief in his eyes was clear.

Seb furrowed his brows. "Next time, you treat me. And Dr. Finn," his gaze shifted to Marvin, "you should get some rest."

Marvin nodded. "Alright."

Jack finally found a moment to speak, "Mr. Landon, Isabella called earlier."

Seb’s expression tightened. "What did you tell her?"

Jack said, "I told her you were with a client and informed the others at the company. No one’s spilling the beans."

"Okay." Seb paused, feeling his headache ease, then stood up. "Let’s go; time to head back."

Just as Seb and Jack stepped out of the research institute, Laura’s call came through.

Laura said, "Mr. Brown, Isabella came to the company looking for Mr. Landon!"

The call was on speaker, and Seb, hearing this, took the phone and asked, "When did she get there?"

"Just now," Laura replied, "Isabella knows you’re not at the company. She doesn’t look too good."

Seb’s heart tightened a bit, and he told Laura, "I’ll be back soon. Stay with her in the office for a while."

Laura said, "Okay, Mr. Landon, don’t worry."

Isabella, holding Sweetie, sat in Seb’s office, looking around. The quiet made her even more uneasy.

Isabella didn’t doubt Laura and Jack’s words; she just couldn’t stand waiting alone at home for Seb. Quentin’s words kept haunting her, and fear gripped her. So, she took Sweetie in her arms and drove over to find Seb.

Even though Jack and Laura told Isabella that Seb was with a client at the company, she still felt uneasy. She had to see Seb to chill out.

But when she got there, she realized Seb wasn't at the company at all.

Her showing up made Laura a bit flustered, like she was about to uncover some big lie.

Honestly, there was no reason to lie to her if Seb wasn't at the company.

Isabella thought, 'So, where the heck is Seb right now? What was Quentin getting at when he told me to call Seb? Did Quentin know something and was hinting at me? Why not just tell me straight up? Why all the mystery?'

A soft knock sounded, and Laura walked in with a fruit platter. She gently closed the office door and walked briskly to Isabella.

Placing the fruit platter down, Laura sat beside Isabella. "Isabella, have some fruit. Mr. Landon will be back soon."

Isabella looked at Laura, her eyes full of doubt. "Didn't you say Seb was with a client at the company?"

Laura's eyes flickered. "Yeah. When you called, Mr. Landon was in the meeting room with a client. Later, the client left, and Mr. Landon and Mr. Brown went to see them off. They even mentioned grabbing a bite or something."

Laura's words made it hard for Isabella to figure out. She just listened in silence.

Laura changed the subject, picking up a piece of watermelon and handing it to her. "Want some watermelon to soothe your throat?"

Isabella reached out and took it. "Thanks."

"By the way," Laura suddenly mentioned, "I ran into Leo at the hospital a few days ago."

Isabella paused.

Laura's expression turned sad. Even though several days had passed, she still felt emotional bringing it up. "He doesn't seem to have much time left."

Isabella was shocked. "What do you mean?"

Laura said, "I saw him in the emergency room. He was being wheeled in on a stretcher. He was so thin I didn't recognize him at first. It wasn't until I heard the nurse call his name that I realized it was him. He was already being taken in for tests, and I asked the nurse who brought him in. That's when I found out he had a terminal illness."

Laura's words left Isabella speechless for a moment.

The last time she saw Leo was at Charles's birthday party before the Landon family fell. Back then, Leo was still hooking up with a beautiful woman in the car. How could he have a terminal illness now?

"Are you sure it was Leo?" Isabella found it hard to believe. "Could it be someone with the same name?"

Laura shook her head. "I thought the same at first. But I waited for him to come out and approached him. He didn't acknowledge me, but I recognized him. It was definitely Leo, the Leo we know."

At this point, Laura's eyes reddened. After all, she and Leo had dated for a while. Although Laura was immature, pretentious, and proud at the time, she genuinely liked Leo. When it came to life and death, those memories became as light as dust, distant and insignificant.

Before Seb returned, Isabella fed Sweetie another bottle of formula. After burping her, Sweetie fell into a sweet sleep.

Isabella had just put Sweetie down on the bed when the door to the lounge was practically kicked open, and Seb stormed in.

Without a word, Seb walked over and hugged Isabella tight.

Isabella gently pushed him and whispered, "Shh, don't wake Sweetie!"

She kept an eye on Sweetie as she spoke.

Luckily, Sweetie was full and sleeping like a rock, and the noise Seb made didn’t bother her at all.

Seb held Isabella for a bit before letting go. He grabbed her shoulders and looked her over. "I finished up work and was about to head home when Laura called saying you were here. What’s up, Mrs. Landon, you don’t trust me and came for a surprise inspection?"

Seb said this with a smile, but Isabella could still see the faint traces of weariness he was trying to hide.

Isabella didn’t have the heart to call him out and simply asked, "Where did you go?"

Seb said, "Just saw off a client and grabbed a bite."

"You already ate?" Isabella sounded a bit disappointed.

Seb was about to respond when Laura came in with some food.

It was takeout Isabella had ordered, thinking they could eat together when Seb got back. But Seb had already eaten out.

A trace of guilt flashed in Seb's eyes. He squeezed Isabella's hand and said, "I didn’t eat much. I can still have some more."

Isabella finally smiled. "Alright."

Seb quickly tidied up the table while Isabella opened the lids of the food containers and arranged them neatly. She then went to the water cooler to get two cups of warm water, but when she returned, Seb was nowhere to be seen.

"Strange, he was just here," Isabella said, putting down the cups and looking around.

The office wasn’t that big, and the door was still shut; she hadn’t heard Seb leave. But the door to the break room was ajar, and she could hear water running.

Isabella walked in. Sweetie was still sleeping soundly, Seb's jacket was on the bed, and the bathroom light was on, with the sound of water coming from inside.

Standing outside, Isabella could vaguely see a reflection on the glass.

Seb raised his arm and tilted his head back, leaning slightly backward. It looked like he was taking medicine.

As she was thinking this, the water stopped, the door opened, and Seb walked out.

He came over, took Isabella's hand, and said gently, "Why are you standing here daydreaming?"

Isabella smiled slightly. "I was waiting for you to eat."

As she spoke, her eyes glanced at Seb's lips. "What did you..."

"Just washed my face," Seb said calmly, leading her out.

Isabella thought Seb was probably just wiping his face earlier. After all, his face was still damp with water droplets. Given that they spent every day together, if Seb were ill, she would at least not be kept in the dark about it, even if she weren’t the first to know. So Isabella didn’t dwell on it.

After dinner, Isabella stayed with Seb for a bit while he worked, and then they drove home.

Jack hurriedly followed them, carrying his coat. "Mr. Landon, Ms. Miller, let me drive you home?"

When Jack reached downstairs, he happened to run into Kelsey waiting at the doorway.

Kelsey ran over and grabbed Jack's arm. "You said five minutes; why are you just coming down now?"

Jack said, "I had to handle something last minute, which caused a delay," draping his coat over Kelsey's shoulders. He grasped her frail shoulders and said, "It's chilly at night. Why didn’t you wear more? Standing here in the draft, you'll catch a cold and have a runny nose by tomorrow. Don't come crying to me then."

"I won't," Kelsey said playfully, "I won't cry to you. I'll just wipe my snot and tears all over you."

Jack was speechless. Clearly, he had never experienced something like this before and didn't know how to handle Kelsey.

Kelsey laughed. "I'm just teasing you. Look at you; your face is all pale."

"Oh, stop it," Jack said seriously, "If you really want to wipe, go ahead."

Kelsey laughed joyfully.

She loved Jack's serious and upright demeanor. Sometimes she teased him just to see his face turn red, which made her very happy.

"I'm hungry," Kelsey said, rubbing her stomach. "Let's go get something to eat? That place we went last time was so good, I want to try it again, and this time I'll add more!"

Jack's eyes were full of affection for Kelsey, and he agreed to whatever she asked, "Alright."

After a while of being lovey-dovey, Kelsey and Jack finally noticed something was off. They turned around and met two pairs of eyes.

Isabella and Seb had been standing quietly on the side, watching Kelsey and Jack's display of affection.

Seb was expressionless, while Isabella was smiling.

Kelsey felt a bit embarrassed and scratched her head. "Bella, Seb, sorry you had to see that."

Isabella waved her hand with a smile. "Go have your late-night snack. Don't let our Kelsey go hungry."

Jack said, "But I need to drive you home."

"Seb and I can both drive; we don't need you to," Isabella interrupted Jack and looked at Seb for confirmation.

Seb said, "Yeah, what she said. Jack, take Kelsey for a late-night snack."

Jack looked at Seb worriedly. "If you need anything urgent, just call me. I'll be there right away."

"Okay." Seb understood Jack's concern and waved him off. "Go on."

Jack was pulled away by Kelsey.

Isabella watched Jack and Kelsey depart until they were out of sight. Only then did she turn her gaze away, saying, "Shall we return as well?"

"Yes." Seb nodded. "I'll drive."

Isabella looked at him. "Are you sure? You've had a long day. How about I drive?"

Seb leaned over to fasten her seatbelt and smiled deeply. "You doubt my abilities? Bella, you can question anything, but never doubt my capabilities. If I can't do it, then there aren't many men in the world who can."

Isabella blushed and sat up straight. "Just drive properly."

Seb started the car, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, and smiled. "Don't worry, Mrs. Landon. I always drive properly."

Isabella knew that continuing the conversation would only lead to more teasing, so she decided to stay quiet.

Seb, who was in a good mood, drove out of the garage with a faint smile on his face.

But just as the car exited the underground garage, Seb's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a white figure sweeping past a pillar.

Without thinking, Seb slammed on the brakes.

The Forbidden Encounter
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