Chapter 68: Threw Up
"Why is that milk?" Kelsey opened the bag and looked inside. Her face was full of disgust. "Brother Seb, I hate drinking milk the most!"
Seb walked back, reached out, and took the breakfast away. "If you don't like it, don't drink it. Don't force yourself."
Seeing her breakfast taken away, Kelsey frowned unhappily. "Brother Seb, is this for Isabella?"
Seb didn't answer Kelsey's question. He placed the breakfast on the desk and went to hang up his coat.
"They all say you treat Isabella differently. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do." Kelsey propped her chin up, staring intently at Seb's face. "Brother Seb, do you really have feelings for Isabella?"
"The workplace's first rule is not to discuss anything other than working with the boss unless the boss brings it up first!” Seb warned Kelsey before pressing the intercom.
Laura answered the call, "Mr. Landon."
"Ask Isabella to come in."
"Mr. Landon, Isabella is not at her desk."
Seb paused. "Where did she go?"
"I don't know. She was here a moment ago, maybe she went somewhere to slack off."
"When she returns, have her come into the office."
"Alright, Mr. Landon." Laura hung up, and Isabella returned.
"Isabella..." Laura instinctively called out to her.
Isabella stopped and asked, "What's up?"
Laura hesitated, then smiled and said, "Nothing."
She then returned to work.
She didn't relay Seb's words, so Isabella was waiting to be scolded!
After sitting down for a while, Isabella felt her stomach churning again. She took a few sips of hot water to calm it down a bit. But her stomach still felt uneasy.
Just a while ago, Isabella had been in the bathroom throwing up for five minutes, managing to get rid of her breakfast and milk she had eaten earlier. However, she didn't feel any better. Her stomach continued to feel uncomfortable, as if she had eaten something wrong.
Seb walked out of the office. "Isabella."
"Mr. Landon." Isabella immediately stood up, thinking he was going to talk about switching seats with Kelsey. She said, "I'm fine sitting here."
Seb smirked, his gaze deep and gentle on Isabella's face. "I didn't ask about the seating. Have you had breakfast?"
Isabella nodded. "Yes."
But she threw up again, and now her stomach felt empty and uncomfortable.
"You don't look well." Seb looked at Isabella's face. "Feeling unwell?"
"Maybe the breakfast upset my stomach."
"Dr. Finn will be coming over soon. Let him check on you. If there's anything wrong, you can tell me."
Isabella looked up and met Seb's calm and gentle eyes. His gaze was always deep and inscrutable. After just two seconds of eye contact, she looked away.
Seb knew Isabella had misunderstood, afraid that others would misunderstand her too. So he said, "I'm the boss. If you're not feeling well, tell me, and I'll give you a day off."
That was what he meant.
Isabella felt a bit embarrassed. She had misunderstood and overthought things.
Laura, watching from the side, was angry. She thought Isabella would be scolded, but it didn’t happen!
Back in the office, Jack was waiting to report tasks to Seb. Kelsey was idle, studying cups and plates at the water cooler.
"Mr. Landon..." Jack started, but Seb interrupted.
"Call Marvin Finn over."
"Dr. Finn?" Jack was puzzled. "Mr. Landon, are you feeling unwell?"
"A little."
Jack called Marvin, and upon hearing that Seb wasn't feeling well, Marvin quickly grabbed his medical kit and rushed out the door. As he started the car, Marvin asked, "Where are you feeling unwell, Mr. Landon?"
Jack glanced at Seb, who was sitting in his office chair, handling business. "Not quite sure."
As far as Jack could tell, Seb seemed fine.
After Marvin arrived and examined Seb, he found nothing wrong.
"Mr. Landon, where exactly are you feeling unwell?" Marvin asked, puzzled.
"I felt a bit dizzy earlier, but I'm much better now. I probably didn't get enough rest." Seb said this, rubbing his temples.
At that moment, Isabella walked in. "Mr. Landon, did you call for me?"
"Dr. Finn is here. If you're not feeling well, let him check on you."
Marvin was speechless.
He seemed to suddenly understand something.
Marvin asked Isabella to sit on the couch and inquired, "Where are you feeling unwell?"
"I feel nauseous," Isabella said. "Probably ate something bad."
"Did you throw up?"
"Yes."
"Any other symptoms besides vomiting?" Marvin asked seriously.
Isabella thought for a moment and shook her head. "No."
Marvin furrowed his brow. "Did you suddenly vomit? Do you have any previous history of similar illnesses? Have you taken any medication recently?"
Isabella shook her head. "It was sudden, and I haven't taken any medication. I've never vomited when I was sick before. So I suspect I ate something wrong."
Marvin stared at Isabella's face for a moment, then said, "Give me your left hand."
Isabella extended her hand, placing it on the armrest of the couch. As soon as Marvin checked her pulse, his expression changed suddenly.
"Dr. Finn, am I okay?"
Isabella had asked the question, but Marvin glanced at Seb. That glance carried a lot of meaning.
Seb understood his implication and said to Jack and Kelsey, "You two, step out."
Kelsey looked at Isabella strangely. "Why do we have to leave? Is Isabella really ill?"
Marvin coughed. "It's not a serious illness, it’s her privacy. I think it's best for you to leave."
Kelsey didn't understand. " I know it's her privacy. But then Brother Seb should leave with us too!"
Seb calmly said, "As the boss, I have the right to care about the physical and mental health of every employee."
At first listen, Seb's reason sounded reasonable, but it was actually quite absurd.
Kelsey didn't see anything wrong and could only follow Jack out.
Once the door closed, Seb asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with her?"
At this moment, Seb's expression also became serious because he knew Marvin was not one to exaggerate. If he asked Jack and Kelsey to leave, it meant Isabella was really in trouble!
Isabella also became nervous, with her gaze locked on Marvin.
Marvin looked at Seb, then at Isabella. "It's nothing major, and she's pregnant."
"That's good."
"Pregnant!"
