Chapter 105

Specifically, Emma didn't say what happened. She only said that everything would be clear when Isabella went home.

Finally, Emma held Isabella's hand tightly. "Bella, only you can save Matthew."

Isabella looked at her pitifully and nodded in agreement.

The next day was Nina's discharge day. The injuries on her body hadn't healed yet, especially the bruises on her face.

When she went home, she wore a hat and a mask, avoiding neighbors to greet them directly.

Upon entering the house, Nina was surprised to find that the layout had changed.

The previously messy house had been tidied up.

The windows on the balcony were open and there were flowers on the dining table, diluting the medicinal smell in the air.

Charlie helped Nina change her shoes and said, "I've thrown away those medicines. We have a child now, and we'll never have to drink those again."

After changing her shoes, he supported Nina with both hands and guided her to the master bedroom door. "I've also tidied up the bedroom. Please take a look, my dear."

The changes in the bedroom were significant and everything looked fresh and new.

Even the bed sheets and pillowcases were brand new, with prints of Nina's favorite tulips.

Isabella stood behind them, coldly reminding Charlie, "Don't think that doing these things can make up for the domestic violence against my sister. I've kept the videos and photos; if it happens again, even if the child is born, I will personally strangle him."

Charlie chuckled. "You're usually gentle. I didn't expect you to say such harsh words."

Nina said, "She's just trying to protect me."

"Yes." Charlie acted like a eunuch. "By the way, Bella will graduate in half a month. She probably can't stay in the university dormitory anymore, so I've prepared a room for you."

Charlie walked to the room where Isabella used to live, opened the door, and found it neat and clean.

In addition, there was a new computer desk and a computer inside.

"I remember Bella always wanted a computer. How about this one? If there's anything missing, just let me know, and I'll take care of it for you."

If the previous events didn't cause any ripples, Charlie's final statement would stir Nina's heart.

Charlie knew Nina too well. She was indifferent to many things, but whenever Isabella was involved, she would compromise without hesitation.

Seeing Nina touched, Isabella knew that Charlie had once again found Nina's weakness.

"I won't move back in," Isabella said. Because she wouldn't let herself become Nina's weakness again. "But I will rent a place closer to you, so I can visit my sister often, and she can come to see me too."

Nina held her hand, her eyes slightly moist. She knew Isabella was backing her up.

Isabella's phone rang, it was Emma asking when she would arrive.

Isabella replied that she would be there soon.

When Isabella arrived at the Landon family, Samantha was sunbathing in the yard. The sun shone on her, with her eyes half-closed as if dozing off.

Whether it was the strong sunlight outside or the fact that she wasn't wearing makeup today. Her face looked very pale.

Isabella walked over and called out, "Samantha?"

Samantha looked surprised, her gaze somewhat unfocused upon seeing Isabella.

After a few seconds, she seemed to snap out of it and stood up abruptly. "Isabella, why are you here? Are you here to complain?"

Isabella was a bit speechless. " Emma invited me."

"Why did she invite you over?" Samantha asked anxiously, "Did you say something to her? I warn you. Don't talk nonsense!"

Isabella stared at her face, feeling that something was off. "Are you sick?"

"You're the one who's sick. I'm fine," Samantha said, pushing Isabella, "You better leave. You're not welcome here."

"Bella, you're here." Emma came out of the house, holding a plate of exquisite pastries.

Samantha had to stop and gave Isabella a fierce look.

Emma placed the pastries on a small table. "I forgot to bring the fruit platter. Bella, could you please help me get it?"

She gestured to Isabella with her eyes as she spoke.

Isabella nodded. "Sure."

She entered the house.

A servant was waiting at the door, seemingly ready to guide her. "Ms. Miller, the kitchen is over there."

"Okay." Isabella walked in that direction.

Upon entering the kitchen, Isabella immediately saw a plate of cut fruits.

As she walked over to pick it up, she caught a glimpse of another figure in the corner of her eye.

She took a closer look. It was Matthew.

The Landon family's kitchen was quite large, divided into three sections. Isabella was currently in the second section, while Matthew was in the innermost one.

There was a distance between them, but Isabella still saw him drop two white pills into a glass of milk before stirring it with a spoon.

After doing this, Matthew turned around with the milk in hand. The moment he saw Isabella, a complex emotion flickered through his eyes.

But before Isabella could grasp any details, he had already walked over, a faint smile on his face. "Isabella, why are you here?"

"Emma invited me." Isabella glanced at the milk in his hand. "What's this?"

"Hot milk. I prepared for Samantha."

Isabella didn't ask further, but the image of him putting pills in the milk kept replaying in her mind.

They walked out to the yard together.

Samantha immediately got up and linked arms with Matthew, glaring at Isabella as if declaring her sovereignty.

"Milk." Matthew handed the milk to Samantha. "Drink it while it's hot."

Seeing the milk, Samantha's expression was indescribable, and she even looked a bit nauseous. "I don't feel like drinking it now."

Matthew's expression turned cold instantly. "Suit yourself."

Emma said, "Bella is pregnant too, so she can have it."

Matthew frowned. "No!"

Samantha felt secretly pleased. This was the first time Matthew had refused to be nice to Isabella for her sake. So Samantha felt really happy now.

But Emma asked, "Why not? It's just a cup of hot milk."

"This cup is for Samantha. If Isabella wants some, I'll go make another one for her."

"Matthew." Samantha leaned on his shoulder, exuding happiness. "You're so kind."

She was deliberately showing off to Isabella.

And Isabella frowned, her face serious.

Samantha felt that Isabella must be very jealous at this moment.

Matthew comforted Samantha, "Go ahead and drink it before it gets cold."

With that, he brought the cup to Samantha's lips.

As Samantha smelled it, she felt nauseous and her face turned even paler.

Isabella finally sensed that something was wrong, took a step forward, and said, "Since she doesn't want to drink it, let me taste it."

She reached out to take the cup, but Matthew wouldn't let go.

Seeing this, Samantha pretended to be generous and said, "Matthew, it's just a cup of milk. Since I don't want it, let Isabella have it."

Emma also chimed in, "Bella is a guest. Let her have it."

Matthew slowly let go of the cup.

As Isabella took the cup in her hand, ready to drink, she heard Matthew suddenly say, "Don't drink it." He suddenly knocked the cup off.