Chapter 75 She's Different
When Isabella saw Vanessa’s name, it was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head, instantly sobering her up.
What was she doing? She had just thought about telling Seb about the child.
Seb was a man with a fiancée. What was she thinking?
Seb noticed that Isabella didn't look right, so he reached out to decline Vanessa's call. "What did you want to say?"
Isabella shook her head. "It’s nothing, Mr. Landon, I should go back to the dorm."
"Alright." Seb furrowed his brows as he watched Isabella get off the car and leave, feeling a sense of emptiness. Isabelle’s expression kept appearing in his mind, and he felt that Isabella seemed like she wanted to tell him something.
The phone rang again, interrupting Seb's thoughts.
He pressed the answer button, and Vanessa said, "Mr. Landon, it's late, why aren’t you back yet?"
"What's up?" Seb looked out the car window. Isabella's figure had long disappeared, and all he could see was the empty staircase.
"It’s nothing special, I was just worried about you, so I called to check on you." Vanessa's voice was filled with shyness.
Seb withdrew his gaze. "I'll be late, you go to sleep first, there’s no need to wait for me."
"Alright." Vanessa paused, then added, "Be careful on the way home, stay safe."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Vanessa immediately called Samantha.
"Vanessa." Samantha had just answered the phone when the dorm door opened, and Isabella came in.
"Samantha, is Isabella in the dorm?" Vanessa asked.
Samantha glanced at Isabella, who seemed burdened with something and walked straight past her without even looking at her.
Samantha's gaze followed Isabella as she moved. "She just got back."
"Did she come back alone?"
"Yes." Samantha remembered something, paused, and said, "Wait a moment."
She took the phone and stood up, heading to the balcony.
When she looked down, she saw a black car parked downstairs. Samantha seemed to have discovered an earth-shattering secret and hurriedly reported to Vanessa, "Vanessa, I saw Mr. Landon's car downstairs at the dormitory, he must have brought her back..."
Before Samantha could finish her sentence, someone suddenly snatched away her phone.
Samantha was startled. She turned back to see Isabella and fell silent.
Isabella took her phone, glanced at it, and then hung up.
"What are you doing, Isabella? How dare you snatch my phone and hang up my call!" Samantha finally reacted and quickly took back her phone.
Isabella looked at her calmly. "Samantha, are you watching me for Vanessa?"
Samantha felt guilty for a moment. "So what if I am? If you haven't done anything wrong, why are you scared that I’m watching you fear?"
"Were you the one who posted about my pregnancy in the alumni group?"
Samantha's eyes flickered. "Just tell me whether you're pregnant or not!"
"Yes, I'm pregnant." Isabella no longer hid it.
"Is it Mr. Landon's child?" Samantha asked tentatively.
"No!" Isabella shook her head, placing her hand on her abdomen. "It's Matthew's!"
Samantha widened her eyes, pupils contracting. "You're making this up!"
"Matthew has posted about it on the campus network, you've seen it, right? If it's not his child, do you think he would rush to claim it?"
Samantha was speechless.
If the child was Seb's, then Matthew would definitely not want Isabella anymore. But if the child was Matthew's, then Matthew would have to break up with her and claim the child in her womb instantly. All those unreasonable behaviors suddenly made sense!
Samantha realized, "So he suddenly wanted to break up with me because of this?"
She stared at Isabella's belly, jealousy flashing in her eyes. "You're carrying Matthew's child?!"
"Yes." Isabella glanced behind her.
Samantha's attention was completely on Isabella's belly. There might have been a chance between her and Matthew before, but now that Isabella was pregnant, she had no chance at all!
She shook her head. "You can't have this child!"
"It’s not up to you whether she has the child or not!" said Matthew.
Samantha suddenly turned around. "Matthew, why are you here?"
Matthew's gaze swept past Samantha's face, as if even a second's pause would hurt his eyes. He walked straight to Isabella, handed her the bag, and spoke very gently. "You left in a hurry."
Isabella took the bag and turned it over. She noticed that the bottle of folic acid was different from before.
She looked at Matthew.
Matthew calmly explained, "The one you bought wasn't good, so I changed it. You can take it with peace of mind."
He was acting like a father.
Isabella frowned. "Who said you could rummage through my bag?"
"I didn't. The folic acid pills fell out when I picked it up," Matthew said. He took out a bank card and handed it to her. "This is my supplementary card, the password is your birthday. Keep it."
"No need." Isabella rejected without even looking at it.
She had always been self-reliant. Isabella had never taken a penny from Matthew even when they had been together before. Besides, Isabella had never thought about rekindling her relationship with Matthew, let alone spending his money.
Even though Isabella didn't care about the card, Samantha couldn't help staring at it. Samantha recognized that card. She had asked Matthew for it many times, but he had never been willing to give it to her!
Samantha had longed for it, but Isabella didn’t care about it at all!
Samantha gritted her teeth resentfully. "Matthew, how can you treat me like this?"
Matthew looked back at her with an indifferent gaze. "I don't owe you anything."
The wind on the balcony was a bit chilly. Isabella didn’t want to be bothered with Samantha and Matthew's entanglement and went back to the dorm. Once she was inside, Isabella considerately closed the balcony door.
Matthew furrowed his brows deeply when he saw that.
"Matthew." As soon as Isabella left, Samantha felt more at ease. She lowered her posture and softly pleaded, "Matthew, don’t you want me anymore?"
"Samantha, our relationship was a mistake from the beginning."
"Yes, I schemed against you at first, but can you honestly say that you never thought about marrying me later on? You didn't refuse when we went to look at engagement rings, and you even carefully chose a style. You clearly wanted to spend a lifetime with me!"
Matthew fell silent for a few seconds. "Yes. I did intend to marry you at first, but you're dirty. I won't marry a dirty woman. My parents wouldn't agree either!"
"Is Isabella clean then? She’s clearly been with Seb too!"
"Shut up!" Matthew suddenly turned stern.
Samantha was taken aback, then smiled. "See, you clearly care."
"I said shut up!" Matthew's eyes held suppressed anger.
Samantha bit her lip, approached Matthew, and softly said, "I won't say anything more, Matthew. If you want to reconcile with Isabella, it's fine. I can be there for you anytime as long as you want me."
"I don't need you." Matthew pushed her away.
Then he turned and walked away.
