Chapter 71 Isabella, She's So Sad.
Seb took a cold shower, and the desire slowly subsided. But as he lay on the bed, a faint floral scent seemed to linger in his nose, and Isabella's face involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Isabella was beautiful, with a full forehead and delicate features. And her cheek was only the size of a palm. Despite her 5 feet 9 inch height, she was so thin that it seemed like he could crush her with just one hand.
The next morning, Seb suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and uncovered the blanket. As expected, the bed was wet again!
Seb furrowed his brow as he stared at the wet spot. He had never felt desire like this before. Vanessa, with whom he had spent a night, couldn't give him desire like that. But the innocent Isabella had given him that.
The feeling in the dream had been so real. It was as if he had really been with Isabella.
Early in the morning, Isabella was sick again.
When she came out of the bathroom, Samantha was sitting on the bed. Her gaze was fixed on her.
Isabella frowned, passed Samantha's bed, and returned to her own small bed. Drawing the curtain, she took out the bottle of folic acid from her bag, hesitated for a moment, and then popped a pill into her mouth.
Before she could think clearly, she had to take responsibility for the child's health.
As she walked downstairs and looked up, she saw Samantha standing on the balcony, staring at her intently.
Isabella furrowed her brow, quickened her pace, and walked away.
When Isabella’s figure disappeared, Samantha turned back to the dormitory and started rummaging through Isabella's bed.
Anxiety surged in Isabella's heart. She opened her bag and glanced at the folic acid tablets. She was wary of Samantha and had guessed that Samantha would search through her things while she was away, so she took the folic acid tablets with her.
Samantha found nothing, which made her somewhat annoyed. Later, Vanessa called and asked about her progress.
Samantha frowned and said, "I didn't find anything. But I feel like Isabella is acting a little strange. Vanessa, do you know anything?"
Vanessa paused and said, "Isabella might be pregnant."
"What?" Samantha immediately thought of something, "No wonder she was so sick in the bathroom in the morning. whose child is she carrying?"
"I don't know," Vanessa said. "I heard it from Laura."
Samantha wasn't naive and quickly guessed, "Could Isabella's child be Mr. Landon's?"
"No!" Vanessa quickly refuted it without thinking.
But the quicker her response, the more suspicious it seemed.
Samantha understood it too well. She said, "Vanessa, rest assured, I won't let Isabella off easily, no matter whose child she’s carrying."
After hanging up the phone, Samantha was excited and immediately opened several groups, anonymously spreading the news.
Pregnancy left Isabella feeling drained. She ran to the bathroom several times that morning, unable to stop vomiting.
As lunchtime approached, Isabella lay on her seat to rest. Laura walked over with a stack of documents, "Isabella, organize this. we'll need them in the afternoon."
Gritting her teeth, Isabella said, "Laura, I'm not feeling well today, can I..."
"No!" Laura interrupted her impatiently. "Mr. Landon may indulge you, but we won't. We're all here to work, so stop pretending to be weak."
Laura had been targeting her for more than a day. Isabella knew it was useless to argue with her. Laura was the team leader, and Isabella couldn't refute her on work matters. She had to sit up, although she was feeling dizzy, to deal with the dense text.
"Laura, you’re good at making Isabella compromise and comply!"
"That's true. But I wonder if she'll complain to Mr. Landon?"
"What's there to fear?" Laura scoffed. "I'm not afraid, even if she tells Mr. Landon about this!"
A water cup flew toward Laura suddenly.
The cup narrowly missed Laura, but it almost hit her. Laura was startled and screamed.
Kelsey walked over slowly and picked up the cup from the ground, saying, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Laura stared at her, "What? You clearly did it on purpose!"
Kelsey didn't argue and provocatively said, "If you say so, then I guess it was on purpose."
"You!" Laura wanted to rush up and hit her, but a few colleagues pulled her away.
Kelsey then walked to Isabella's desk and quietly watched her for a while. She finally couldn't bear it and took the documents from her hands. "You're so naive, can't you see that Laura is deliberately making things difficult for you?"
"I know."
Kelsey was surprised, "You know but you still endure it. Are you a masochist?"
Isabella pursed her lips, "You don't understand."
"What do you mean?" Kelsey insisted. "You're a grown adult. Why do you let yourself be bullied for nothing?"
Isabella fell silent for a moment and said, "Have you ever been bullied?"
Kelsey shook her head. "No."
"I have.
"I don't have parents and my only relative is my sister, who raised me. When I was young, I was often bullied."
Kelsey was touched, saying, "If someone bullies you, you should fight back. As long as you fight back, they won't dare to bully you again!"
"I fought back. But every time I did, the teacher would call my parents. My sister would be denounced by other parents. And the teacher would have opinions about me too. Ms. Jose, not every part of this world is fair, and there are places where the light can’t reach. Even if you fight back, if you don't have someone strong behind you, you will suffer a lot." Isabella finished, took the documents, and said, "The company is the same way. Laura is the team leader. I need to complete the work she assigns me, as long as it doesn't involve personal safety and privacy."
Kelsey was silent for a while.
When Isabella looked up at Kelsey again, she saw that Kelsey was crying.
Isabella was taken aback and was about to ask Kelsey what was wrong when the office door opened, and Jack and Seb walked out.
Jack and Seb seemed like they were leaving, but after a few steps, they heard Kelsey crying. They both stopped and looked over.
"What's going on?"
"Isabella, Isabella, she...!" Kelsey choked up.
Jack looked at Isabella in surprise. "Isabella, did you hit Ms. Jose?"
Isabella was speechless.
Seb frowned slightly at Jack’s response. How could a pregnant woman like Isabella hit Kelsey? It was more likely that Isabella was the one who had gotten hit by Kelsey.
Before Isabella could explain, Kelsey said, "I feel so sorry for Isabella."
Isabella felt a bit embarrassed and handed Kelsey a tissue. "Ms. Jose, please don't cry."
