Chapter 55 He Stayed Here Last Night
Isabella was tidying up the room when she heard Sebastian ask, "Do you have a cup?"
Isabella turned around and saw him standing at the bathroom door, holding a toothbrush. She walked over and took her own cup from the shelf, rinsed it under the faucet a few times, and said, "You can use mine if you don't mind."
"Okay." Sebastian took the cup and poured himself some water to start brushing his teeth.
It seemed like a very ordinary thing for him.
As Isabella stood at the door, watching his lips touch her cup, her heart started beating faster.
She realized she hadn't given Sebastian a towel, so she pointed to the pale pink towel hanging nearby, "That's my face towel."
"Okay." Sebastian nodded, looked at her through the mirror, and smiled happily.
Isabella quickly went back to continue tidying up the room, but for some reason, her heart was beating fast.
Sebastian cleaned the cup after he brushed his teeth. This was the first time he was afraid that someone would find fault in him. After cleaning it, he put the cup back in its place and hesitated before putting his used toothbrush in his pocket. Then he took Isabella's towel, a small but soft and clean piece of cloth, and smelled the faint soap fragrance on it. Sebastian held the towel in his palm but couldn't bear to use it. He looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror and couldn't help but laugh.
He hung the towel back in its place, bent down to wash his face with water, and walked out of the bathroom.
Isabella had finished tidying up the room and divided the breakfast into two portions, saying, "There's too much food, Mr. Landon. I can't finish it by myself, so we'll each have some."
Sebastian glanced at the breakfast and said, "Go get ready. We'll go to the company together after breakfast."
Isabella wanted to refuse, but when she saw that he had already sat down at the table, she had no choice but to give up.
Isabella walked into the bathroom and found that her cup and towel were still in their original positions, and there was not a single drop of water on the sink. It looked as if they had never been used.
She was a little surprised, but at the same time, she felt a warmth in her heart.
During breakfast, Sebastian said that his phone had run out of battery and had been turned off, so he asked Isabella for a cable to charge it. As it turned on, he received a phone call.
Sebastian answered the call and immediately became nervous, saying, "Okay, I got it. I'll be right there."
Hanging up the phone, he picked up his coat and was about to leave, but suddenly turned back to Isabella and said, "My grandmother is sick, I have to go to the hospital. You'll have to go to the company by yourself."
Isabella nodded and stood up as well, saying, "Is Mrs. Landon alright?"
"She had a sudden stomachache last night and went to the hospital. She's on an IV now. I don’t think it’s a big problem."
"It's normal for older people to have stomach problems, so you shouldn’t worry too much," Isabella comforted him.
Sebastian smiled at her and said, "Okay."
Then he left.
After finishing breakfast, Isabella went to work. As she was about to throw away the trash downstairs, a car slowly stopped beside her.
The car window rolled down, revealing Matthew's face. He coldly said, "Get in the car, I have something to ask you."
Isabella said, "If you have any questions, just ask."
Matthew frowned and insisted, "Get in the car!"
"We don’t have a relationship anymore, Matthew. I don't need to ride in your car anymore since we've broken up. If there’s nothing else, I need to go."
After saying that, Isabella waited for him to respond, but when he didn't say anything, she turned and walked away.
A piercing honk sounded behind her. Isabella frowned and quickened her pace.
Soon, Matthew's car caught up and stopped a little ahead of her. The car door opened, and Matthew got out of the car and walked toward her.
He looked down at her and said, "Get in the car!"
It was early in the morning now, and there were always people passing by the dormitory building. It was awkward for the two of them to stand here. Isabella tried to calmly ask him, "What exactly do you want?"
"I have something to ask you!"
"Then ask me here!"
Matthew had no choice but to stop forcing her to get in the car. He stared into her eyes and asked, "Did he spend the night here?"
Isabella was taken aback and knew he was referring to Sebastian. However, she didn't want to give Sebastian any trouble, so she denied it. "No."
"No? I waited downstairs all night and didn't see him come out! He just left in a hurry!" Matthew questioned her, as if he was the one who had been cheated on!
It seemed as if he had forgotten that he had betrayed her, hurt her, and abandoned her!
Just the thought of Isabella spending the night with Sebastian made him uncomfortable, so he had run out to ask her what was going on.
He hadn't expected Isabella's attitude to make him even more upset.
Matthew grabbed Isabella's wrist and continued to question her. "Samantha told me that Sebastian favors you especially, and I didn't believe it before. But it looks like it’s true! What exactly is the relationship between you and Sebastian?"
That last sentence sounded like he was certain they had a secret relationship, rather than a question.
Isabella was angry and wanted to pull her hand back, but Matthew grabbed it more tightly. She decided not to move. She looked up at him calmly and said, "Matthew, you have no right to question me. I don't want to answer any of your questions! Let go of me, or else I’ll scream for help!"
Disappointed, Matthew shook his head and said, "You really have changed, Isabella!”
Unable to hold back, Isabella retorted, “You were the one who changed first!"
After saying that, she pulled her hand away from Matthew and ran off.
Isabella ran for a while and noticed that Matthew wasn’t chasing her this time. The morning air was cold, and when Isabella took deep breaths, the cold air felt like knives, cutting her throat and causing her pain.
She and Matthew were no longer involved, but hearing him question her that way still hurt. After all, he had been her boyfriend for over a year.
It took her a long time to accept someone's feelings, and it took her the same amount of time to forget someone.
The harm Matthew had caused her might make her never believe in love again.
"Useless man!" Isabella cursed, feeling sad enough to cry.
Suddenly, a pair of dirty sneakers appeared in front of her, and a voice came from above. "Who are you cursing?"
Isabella looked up and saw Leo Anderson standing in front of her. It was a cold morning, and Isabella was wearing long pants and a coat, but Leo was only wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He held a basketball in his hand, and his face was covered in sweat.
