Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 23

“He’s already signed the surgery consent form and critical condition notice, so he knows about your condition

“Presley, can you help me make up a case report to hide the truth from him? Maybe it was because she’s been asleep for too long, Izabella’s voice was so hoarse that it was barely audible, but Presley understood

what she meant

Presley frowned and said, “If you like him so much, why not telling him about your condition? Why not be honest with him?”

“It’s precisely because I like him that fm not telling him”

“Don’t you want him to care more about you and pity you?”

Izabella shook her head, bearing the pain in her heart. How could Brett pity her? Knowing she was about to die, he might even celebrate getting rid of her for good.

Besides, even if he did pity her, it was only because of her condition. She was dying, and any extra feelings were nothing but out of pity

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“Anyway, were going to get a divorce. His care isn’t important to me. As a dying person, it’s better to leave quietly Izabella slowly closed her eyes, her face looking incredibly calm.

Presley’s heart ached, feeling a sharp pain “No way! Our country is studying a special cure for stomach cancer. Your terminal illness is just a minor problem in researchers‘ eyes. When the medicine comes out, you’ll be fine”

Izabella’s lips move slightly as she whispered, “Presley I am indifferent to life and death. Death may even be a relief. Maybe after I die, I have to trouble you to donate my organs and cremate the remaining ashes, scattering them into the sea.

“What are you talking about?” Presley’s eyes went red, staring at her without blinking

Izabella chuckled. “I’m not kidding I’ve been trapped in the Salotti family my entire life, never getting a chance to see the outside world After I die, I want my ashes to float in the ocean and see more of the world”

Her tears trickled down as she spoke Presley pulled out a tissue for her and said, “if you really want to see the world, Til take you after the divorce fll help you keep it a secret from Brett, but if he finds out you lied to him, he might

“Whatever he does, Im already used to it.”

Presley frowned “Used to?”

izabella realized she’s said something she shouldn’t have and quickly changed the topic “Go on, get busy, I’m fine. Just leave a caregiver to stay with me.”

Seeing her reluctance to elaborate, Presley didn’t push further. After arranging a caregiver and stating the precautions, he left the room.

trabella just had surgery and couldn’t sit up yet, so she stared out the window

She got used to it, but she still could feel the pain, Brett had hurt her in the heart. External wounds could be healed over time by applying some medicine, but the wounds in the heart would stay

Brett stood in the smoking area, the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. It was unclear if they were all his or if they were already there.

The white light in the hallway illuminated Brett’s handsome and deep face, making it look even colder. Hearing movement behind him, Brett put out his cigarette and turned around finding Presley approaching.

He brushed off the ashes on his clothes and walked straight to Presley. “How’s Izabella?”

His tone was icy again, as if the person in agony outside the operating room two days ago wasn’t him.

Presley sarcastically replied, “As long as you don’t go in and annoy her, she might live a few more days