Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 19

“Wife” Presley couldn’t help but laugh at these words If it weren’t for the fact that they were in a hospital, he would have beaten the hell out of this jerk right away!

“Brett, have you ever treated Izabella as your wife? Where were you when she had a bleeding stomach? Where wem you when she went to the hospital alone to see a doctor and get medicine?”

Presley pointed at his chest, calling out his wrongdoings one by one “You were out there having fun, getting drunk and attacking the Salotti family!

After that Presley’s eyes reddened. He hated Brett but he also hated himself. If only he had cared for Izabella a little bit more, her stomach problems wouldn’t have turned into stomach cancer

Presley’s breathing was trembling He had held back for so long but he couldn’t hold back the sob in his voice

“I really regret not stopping Izabella from marrying you if she hadn’t married you, her health wouldn’t have deteriorated like this.

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Presley was thinking about Izabella in intensive care her stomach wrapped with cancer cells, and four years ago when she happily told him about her upcoming marriage Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She probably never had dreamed it would end up like this

Presley shook his head “Brett, you’re a heartless scumbag”

Brett stood there silently. He wanted to argue, but he couldn’t find the words His heart felt as if it had been heavily hit, and it took him a while to regain his senses

He looked at Presley, but his gaze was fixed on the operating room door behind him. He wanted to go in and see Izabella.

Never in his life had he yearned to see someone so much

“Brett, do you love Izabella? Presley asked

Love? Love was too heavy a word. If he loved Izabella, he should have cherished her with all his heart.

Saving The loved her was ridiculous. He shouldn’t love Izabella. Who was Izabella to him anyway? She was just an object of possession.

Presley sneered, the corners of his eyes showing traces of tears. He had promised Izabella to help her hide her illness, but some things needed to be seen by Brett himself

*Come with me. Пl show you something Presley turned and entered the operating room

Brett hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly followed Inside, nurses were cleaning and disinfecting

As soon as he entered, he smelled the strong scent of disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood

For a moment, he didn’t know where to look. It was as if he had entered a space that didn’t belong to him, completely incompatible with the environment

Brett always prided himself on being calm and collected. Even if he couldn’t resolve unexpected situations immediately, he would never panic. This was the first time in his 26 years that he was

afraid of the

unknown

Presley looked at Brett, anger turning his eyes bloodshot

“Brett, do these smells scare you? Are you even human?”