Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 25

The young nurse took a step back, her back drenched in cold sweat, she was genuinely scared

Working in the hospital for so long, she had encountered people losing their tempers and ever seen a few medical disturbances, but none as terrifying as this

Without much rest, Brett’s eyes were full of red bloodshot veins, now they were filled with rage, making him look extremely ternfying

The young nurse wanted to find an excuse to leave, but she saw the man in front of her suddenly grin, although the smile quickly disappeared His eyes were still cold, making his entire face appear twisted and demonic like a devil crawling out of hell

The young nurse quickly took out her phone and pretended to be calm, “Sit, you should go and accompany your wife. I have something to do, so I leave first. If there’s any emergency, please ring the bell by the bed.” With that, she hastily find the scene

She thought to herself that Dr Felton must have been right. Brett obviously didn’t care about Izabella, otherwise, how could he not notice all of these loopholes and easily convict her?

She had to hurry and tell Dr. Felton so that the patient wouldn’t be harmed. With that thought in mind, the young nurse quickened her pace even more

Brett clenched the report in his hand for a long time, then let out a cold laugh.

He pushed the door open, seemingly with ease, but his grip on the handle was so tight that his knuckles turned white, and the veins on his hands bulged

Hearing the noise Izabella glanced over When she saw Brett’s calm face, she shuddered

Her intuition told her that Brett was suppressing his anger. After all, she was quite familiar with his temper, having been with him for so many years. But why was he angry?

She looked him up and down before finally stopping at the medical record in his hand. After a brief thought, she understood – he believed Presley’s fake medical record

Izabella asked “Did you sort things out with my dad“” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Other than your dad is there anything else you want to tell me?” Brett stepped quickly towards Izabella’s bed

“Anything else?” Izabella feigned confusion, then suddenly looked enlightened “When are we getting a divorce?”

Brett’s face darkened further Unlike Brett, Izabella looked away at the ceiling mockingly, “Brett, you don’t really think we can continue living in harmorty as husband and wife, do you?”

“You caused my dad to go to prison, pushed the Salotti Group into bankruptcy, shamed me in public, shattered all my pride, made me kneel in front of the media, and almost got me killed in the operating room…” Izabella listed them one by one trying to provoke Brett while causing her own heart to ache

Tears welled in her eyes Not wanting Brett to see her like this, Izabella closed her eyes.

Seeing her in this state, Brett assumed that she didn’t want to see him anymore and was determined to divorce him.

In his life, Brett hated being coerced manipulated, and deceived the most

And Izabella had done all of these things He stared at her pale face, and his heart no longer harbored the pity he once felt

She lied to him, saying that she was in the late stages of stomach cancer, just to get a divorce. But he wasn’t going to give her what she wanted

Since she was the one who proposed marriage in the first place, she couldn’t decide on the divorce now. Even in death, he would keep her tied to him, not for love, just in name.