Chapter 405

Isabella took a step forward without thinking, but Zaire grabbed her arm. "Bella, whatever it is, you can deal with it later."

Isabella was caught off guard. Zaire probably thought she was about to make a scene. Little did he know, she just wanted to see Seb.

Seb was holding Siena tightly. When he turned and saw Isabella and Zaire, his face changed dramatically. "Bella?"

To Isabella, Seb's expression screamed guilt.

Catching her husband with another woman the night before their wedding was the final straw for Isabella.

Just a moment ago, Isabella was hoping the guy holding Siena wasn't Seb. Or maybe Seb had been hypnotized by Quentin, and this whole thing was staged for her.

But when Seb looked up, Isabella's heart shattered. Seb was fully aware of what he was doing! He was really with Siena!

Isabella wanted to believe Seb, but the harsh reality hit her hard.

"Bella." Seb quickly pushed Siena away. He tried to get up, but his legs were weak; he could barely stand. He forced himself up but almost fell.

"Seb," Siena exclaimed, reaching out to help him.

"Bella!" Zaire's voice cut through the air.

When Seb looked up again, Isabella had already broken free from Zaire's grip and was running out.

"Bella." Seb propped himself up with his hands, struggling to stand. His legs were numb, completely useless.

Siena said, "Seb, let me help you."

"Get away!" Seb shoved Siena aside, panting heavily, his eyes locked on her face. "This isn't a dream! Are you Siena?"

Siena bit her lip. "It's always been me, Seb."

Seb was stunned.

Zaire sensed something was off and quickly went over to help Seb up. "What the hell is going on?"

"No time to explain." Seb gripped Zaire's hand tightly. "Quick, go after Bella! I'm afraid something might happen to her!"

Everything that happened tonight was no coincidence! Suddenly, Seb saw everything clearly. Maybe from the start, everything was wrong. From Bradley's successful hypnosis, through his initial encounter with "Anna" in his dream, to his increasing reliance on the dream. Bradley couldn't have done all this alone. It was Quentin! It was the Black Family!

Isabella ran out and bumped into Bradley.

"Ms. Miller?" Bradley looked surprised to see her. "What are you doing here?"

Isabella asked him directly, "Dr. Vaughn, tell me, is Seb really undergoing treatment?"

Bradley paused and said, "Of course."

Bradley's answer seemed natural, but Isabella saw through it. He was lying! He was covering for Seb!

Isabella said, "I already know everything."

Bradley lowered his eyes. "Ms. Miller, I only assist Mr. Landon with his treatment. The rest is his own business, and I don't get involved."

Isabella nodded, despair flickering in her eyes. "So, the person who came out of the treatment room that day at the institute was Siena too!"

Seb always claimed he was in treatment, but he was actually with Siena! What could a man and a woman be doing alone together? The answer was obvious.

Bradley pressed his lips together, saying nothing. His silence was an answer in itself.

As she walked out of Moon Club, Isabella couldn't hold back any longer. She covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her, the window rolled down, and Isabella saw Quentin.

Isabella instinctively stepped back. Quentin, still in the car, stared at her. "Bella, he's coming after you."

Isabella turned around and indeed saw a figure.

However, with the backlight and the distance between them, she couldn't clearly discern whether it was Zaire or Seb. The closer the figure got, the more she wanted to escape!

Quentin said, "Get in the car. At a time like this, you should calm down first. Don't listen to so-called explanations."

Seeing the person getting closer, Isabella gritted her teeth and got into Quentin's car.

The car drove away; Zaire was a step too late.

Watching the car drive off, Zaire noted the license plate number and quickly dialed a number on his phone. "Check this license plate number."

The other end said, "Yes, Mr. Jose."

"Seb." Siena handed over a glass of water. "Have some water first. Don't get too worked up."

Seb gritted his teeth, looking up at her for a moment. He didn't move.

Siena mustered the courage to get closer. "This is all a misunderstanding. If Bella doesn't believe you, I can help explain to her. Dr. Vaughn said you shouldn't get too emotional right now; it will affect your treatment."

"Bradley!" Seb gritted his teeth.

After all his years in the business world, he had been defeated by the person he trusted the most!

Someone pushed the door open and walked in.

"Dr. Vaughn." Seeing Bradley, Siena breathed a sigh of relief. "You're just in time. The treatment was interrupted. What should we do now?"

Bradley walked over, glanced at Seb's face, and said, "Mr. Landon, today's treatment will end here. You should rest well here tonight. I'll take you back in the morning, and it won't delay your wedding."

Seb spoke hoarsely, "You're with the Black Family!"

Bradley looked him straight in the eyes and nodded. "Yes."

Seb felt a splitting headache, his cheeks even going numb.

At this moment, Seb only hated his own stupidity!

Bradley said, "Mr. Landon, you're still in the treatment phase. It's best not to get too emotional, or it will not only undo the previous treatment but also be bad for your health."

Seb was agitated. "What did you inject me with? Why can't I move my legs?"

"It was just a common sedative, used in every treatment session. There's no need to worry, Mr. Landon," Bradley said calmly.

Seb gritted his teeth. "Take me back, now!"

"Sorry." Bradley ignored his request, continuing with a cold expression. "You can only rest here tonight."