Chapter 78 The Child's Uncle
"Good morning," Seb said.
Isabella was stunned. "Mr. Landon?"
The mist swirled around him. Seb stood there in a white mist, looking unreal.
Isabella seriously thought she was still dreaming, but when she rubbed her eyes and looked at him again, Seb was standing in front of her!
"Mr. Landon?" she called out again, her heart beating uncontrollably.
"It's me," Seb replied softly.
God knows why Seb hurried back, not wanting to stay a moment longer. God knows he didn't want to go anywhere after getting off the plane, driving straight to Isabella's dormitory. God knows how relieved and satisfied he felt after seeing Isabella's face. God knows how much he wanted to hug Isabella at this moment, but he had to restrain himself.
"Mr. Landon, you're back?" Isabella's voice gently struck his heart, softening Seb's core. "Yes. I just got back," Seb responded.
His gaze was intense, leaving Isabella somewhat flustered.
Seb glanced at the thermos cup in her hand and broke the silence. "Are you going out for breakfast?"
"Yes," Isabella replied.
"I rushed back. I didn’t even have dinner last night." Seb rubbed his stomach, sounding somewhat aggrieved.
Isabella paused. "If you don't mind, would you like to have breakfast together?"
Isabella knew she should keep her distance from Seb, but she couldn't maintain her indifference any more now that he was here and the conversation had reached this point.
Seb’s brow relaxed. "Sure."
They walked side by side toward the cafeteria. Since it was early, there weren't many people in the cafeteria, and it was quiet. Isabella grabbed two trays, handing one to Seb.
She walked ahead, with Seb following behind.
After breakfast, they found a place to sit down and eat.
Isabella glanced at Seb's tray and realized their breakfasts were exactly the same.
She had an egg, half a corn cob, and a cup of milk.
Seb had the same.
Isabella seriously suspected it was intentional.
Seb noticed Isabella's gaze and explained, "I didn't know what to eat, so I just followed you."
He then looked at the food on Isabella's tray. "Is this enough nutrition for you?"
"I'm eating small meals frequently now. I occasionally have appetizers too. I looked it up online, it’s good for the baby," Isabella explained.
As she mentioned the baby, Seb's eyes deepened slightly and he nodded. "Yes. You should prioritize the baby now."
After that, they both ate silently and didn’t say much.
After the meal, Seb said he would take her to the Landon Group.
Isabella paused in front of the car, pointing to a stain on his white shirt. "Mr. Landon, you should go back, take a shower, and change your clothes."
Seb glanced down, nonchalantly saying, "I’ll just change at the office."
With that, he opened the car door, gesturing for Isabella to get in.
Isabella glanced at the car door but said, "You've been away on a business trip these past few days. Vanessa must be missing you. I'm sure she'd be happy to see you now."
Isabella was reminding Seb that he had a fiancée, Vanessa.
She was also reminding herself to be mindful of their respective positions.
She was deliberately creating distance between them.
A few seconds later, Seb closed the car door. "Be careful on your way to the office."
Isabella took a step back, lowering her gaze. "Thank you, Mr. Landon."
Seb didn't say anything more. He got into the car and drove away.
Seb drove to the Moon Club.
As he pushed open the door to Zaire's regular VIP room, he saw him lying on the bed with a woman, covered only by a thin sheet, barely concealing the quiet erotic scene.
"Mr. Landon, Mr. Jose is still resting," The manager, Daniel Taylor, followed him in, but didn't stop them.
Seb didn't even glance around. He sat straight on the sofa, rubbing his temples.
"Mr. Jose." Daniel turned around to find Zaire awake, sitting up from the bed.
Zaire waved him off, and Daniel hurriedly left.
Zaire covered the woman with the sheet, put on his clothes, and walked to the sofa. "You're not supposed to be back from Lakina yet, you were supposed to be there another two or three days, right?"
Seb didn't respond. He just kept rubbing his temples, looking quite troubled.
"Business trouble?" Zaire poured a glass of wine and handed it to him.
Seb pushed it away.
Zaire drank the wine, then said, "I heard from Kelsey that your assistant is pregnant."
At this point, Seb's fingers finally paused. He lifted his head.
Zaire smiled with satisfaction when he saw his reaction. "I knew you were interested in her. When did you manage to get her?"
Seb frowned. "Watch your words!"
There was a rogue vibe in Zaire’s speech since he had spent a long time in places of debauchery.
"Alright, I'll rephrase it. When did you manage to win over your assistant?" Zaire teased.
Seb felt a bit agitated. "It's not what you think."
"What is it then? She's pregnant, and you've been arranging discounts at the cafeteria and providing snacks. How can you be so caring but not do it openly? This isn't like you."
All this information had been relayed to Zaire by Kelsey.
Zaire had initially been worried that Kelsey's unrequited love for Seb might lead to extreme actions, but she had unexpectedly let it go.
After that, Zaire had to endure half an hour of Kelsey's daily complaints, all revolving around Isabella and Seb.
Zaire was getting tired of it, but he had also caught an important piece of information from those conversations: Seb was genuinely serious this time!
"You want me to do it openly?" Seb sneered, "Wouldn't that be incest?"
"Incest?" Zaire's eyes lit up at the mention of this taboo topic. Leaning forward with curiosity, he asked, "What do you mean?"
Seb glanced at Zaire. "The child isn't mine."
"Then whose is it?"
"It’s Matthew's."
Zaire raised an eyebrow. "So you're the child's uncle?"
Seb was speechless.
He felt like his heart had been stabbed.
"So, in that case, has Isabella become your sister-in-law?
"Wow, what a thrilling turn of events.
"Even though she's not your child, you're still so concerned about her. There aren't many uncles in the world as caring as you."
Seb felt like his heart was being torn apart.
After Seb left, Zaire stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping his drink.
'Even Seb is fascinated with one person. Susan, why won’t you come back?'
Suddenly, a soft body pressed against Zaire's back. Arms wrapped around him at the waist, and a lazy voice murmured, "Mr. Jose, please settle the bill from last night."
