Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart (Sebastian)
Chapter 1940

Chapter 1940

Hearing that, Sabrina was covered with goosebumps. However, Sabrina held back the disgust she felt, and instead, she sneered indifferently. "It doesn't matter. To still have someone love me when I am such a pregnant woman, that clearly means that I am very charming!"

Malvolio was speechless. He just liked her rebellious character who would rather die than be afraid.

"Very good." Malvolio's tone was still very gentle. "I am best at breaking women, and I have more ways than one. However, if it's you, I will be more patient. I will make you fall in love with me."

"You..." Sabrina was suddenly at loss for words when she heard what Malvolio said.

At that moment, it was Isadora who suddenly said, " Malvolio! Sabrina is a good person!"

Malvolio sneered. "Isadora! Don't you forget that we are the ones specifically going against good people!"

"She's really very nice, she treated the wound on my foot and she sympathized with me. she had the same tragic fate as me. Sabrina even had it worse than us, Malvolio." Isadora patiently soothed her brother. Malvolio suddenly became furious. "If not, why do you think I like her?"

Isadora was speechless. Malvolio sighed. "Keep an eye on her! I really want to let her be your sister-in-law. I am tired and I'm almost forty. I want to settle down and start a family."

Isadora nodded. "I got it."

Was it too much for her brother to want a family? It was not too much. Her brother had committed all sorts of heinous acts his whole life and had not even gotten himself a wife. All of that was because of her, his sister. That night, Isadora and Sabrina slept in the same room. Although Sabrina was younger than Isadora, Sabrina still got up and tucked Isadora in.

"What are you doing?" Isadora abruptly stood up said with immense alertness while carrying a gun. The black muzzle then pointed directly at Sabrina.

Sabrina shrugged. "I am already more than eight months pregnant. I can't hold my urine, so I have to get up several times throughout the night. I saw that your blanket had fallen off, so I was just tucking you in. I was afraid that you'll catch a cold."

Isadora's face instantly turned red. "I'm...sorry."

Sabrina smiled. "It's not your fault. You have always been in brutal and dangerous situations all year long, so perhaps you had long forgotten that actually, there will forever be more good people in this world than the bad people."

"L.-don't know how to get along with people," Isadora said.

"Aren't you getting along quite well with me? You even told me your story," Sabrina replied.

Isadora was speechless. After she helped Sabrina to the bathroom, she helped Sabrina to sit on the bed again. The two of them then had a little trouble sleeping again.

Isadora suddenly asked in a faint voice, "Do you miss your father?"

Sabrina was speechless. It was impossible for her to say that she did not. she had always, always wanted to ask Lincoln, "If you didn't want me, then why did you have me?"

She wanted to ask that question, and she would still ask even if she had shaken Lincoln's shoulders until they came off. However, Sabrina still did not ask Lincoln that many times, she was already an adult. Lincoln ha already received the punishment he deserved. After Sabrina was consistently schemed by her biological father, she was already indifferent to him.

Therefore, Sabrina calmly said, "No, I don't miss him. I feel indifferent about him. Whether he lives or dies in the future has nothing to do with me."

There was a pause. "Do you miss your father very much?"

Isadora curled in bed and hugged her gun with both her hands. It was as if that gun was the thing she could rely on the most in her life.

"Do you believe that I have a very good memory? Until today, I could still remember the way my father looked while he was holding me when I was less than two years old, and how hard it was for him to part with me However, at that time, his heart had already been occupied by that woman named Joy Fox. she was already pregnant at that time, since then, my father never hugged me again. Every time he gave me living expenses it was as if he was giving me handouts. It was as if I had come into the world by force without his consent."