Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 20

A chill shot up from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, and Bett froze on the spot His pupils constricted and his heart felt like it had been yanked by something Brett’s eyes reddened, and his gaze stiffened on the “bloody water in the basin Was that the residue from Izabella’s stomach? Why was that covered in her blood?

Presley watched him coldly, but tears welled up in the corners of his eyes wanted to ask you, what the hell did you do to her70

It was him who left her in the bedroom for four days Brett had a mild stomach ailment, so he knew how unbearable it was when it flared up, let alone late stage stomach cancer like Izabella

Brett was like a drowning man struggling in the water. He reached out to grab the plastic basin, and because he was using too much force, his knuckles turned white and the veins on the back of his hands bulged

If he had known, he definitely wouldn’t have left her alone in the bedroom for four days. “1. I didn’t know she had stomach problems I didn’t know it would be this serious

Brett looked down at the bloody water in the basin, and the strong smell of blood hit him. It seemed like tears fell down from his eyes, causing a small ripple in the basin before returning to calmness

For a moment, the only sound left in the air was Brett’s heavy and oppressive breathing. Presley didn’t feel sorry for him, instead, he felt disgusted it was Brett who had hurt Izabella, leaving the once healthy and happy Izabella covered in wounds!

Presley’s eyes were like knives, and Brett didn’t dare to look at them directly. Looking at the blood in front of him, a picture emerged in his mind. Izabella stuffing tissue paper into her mouth and swallowing it down, vomiting blood while forcing it into her stomach.

He didn’t dare to imagine how Izabella had made it through those four days, knowing how much she hated pain and suffering

Brett seemed to have lost his soul, looking around blankly, trying to find Izabella’s shadow Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Izabella’s in the ICU If you’re genuinely remorseful, just divorce her and stop dragging her down”

Brett finally reacted, letting go of the basin in his hands and staring directly at Presley “Izabella will be my wife for the rest of her life. I won’t divorce her”

He would make it up to her Brett suddenly realized what he felt for Izabella, it wasn’t love, but just guilt and a man’s possessiveness

“Even if she dies, she can only be a part of the Windham family as my life”

Brett meant that he wouldn’t let go of Izabella Thinking of Izabella lying in the ICU, still in critical condition, Presley’s anger flared up

He rushed forward and thed to punch Brett’s disgusting face, but before he could get close, he was stopped by the swift medical staff nearby

“Dr. Fetton, calm down. This is a hospital” There were all kinds of things in the cramped operating room, and if people got hurt, it was no big deal. The real concern was damaging the medical equipment brought

from abroad

Presley took a deep breath, clenching his teeth so hard it felt like they would shatter “Brett, you bastard, haven’t you hurt Izabella enough?”

“It’s a matter between her and me It’s not up to an outsider like you to point fingers”

Presley had never met someone as shameless as Brett before He felt even using the word bastard to describe him was an insult to bastards.

The doctor who stopped Presley looked at his pale face with surprise. Those who knew Presley well were aware that he had a gentle and mild personality. No one had ever seen him angry in the hospital, and such a commotion was exceedingly rare