Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 159

If it wasn't for the fact that she was injured, Brett really wanted to grab her and give her a beating to teach her a lesson, so she wouldn't dare to put her life in danger again.

Brett was thinking about all kinds of things, but in reality, his heart ached for her. There was no way he could bear to hit her now.

As Izabella stirred awake, a wave of relief washed over Brett, easing the tension in his heart. However, her initially serene expression soon gave way to impatience. Brett seemed to have an unexpected gift for loquaciousness, bombarding her with an incessant stream of words. It felt as though two bothersome flies had made a beeline for her ears, buzzing nonstop.

"I'm thirsty," Izabella croaked, abruptly cutting him off.

Recognizing her need, Brett promptly ceased his chatter and swiftly procured some water for her. After ensuring it was at a suitable temperature, he assisted her in sitting up.

Izabella's back was covered in wounds, and he handled her with extreme care, afraid to hurt her with excessive force.

But Izabella did feel the pain anyway. No matter how careful he was, her back would still be affected. She endured the pain and took a sip of water.

She was genuinely thirsty, quickly finishing the glass of water.

"Do you want more?" Brett asked.

"No, I'm good," Izabella replied softly.

As Izabella awakened, Brett drew back the curtains, allowing sunlight to flood the room. She squinted her eyes, finding the brightness overwhelming. Gradually adjusting, she surveyed her surroundings and noticed a bouquet of roses on the cabinet.

Curiosity piqued, she inquired, “Who brought the flowers?”

Observing the roses as well, Brett arched an eyebrow and asked, "Do you like them?"

Assuming he was the one responsible, Izabella responded disdainfully, "No, I despise roses above all else."

Brett's countenance froze, recalling Liam's remark about women being touched by roses.

Nevertheless, it turned out that not everyone liked roses.

"It's from Liam. I don't know what taste he has. Since you don't like them, I'll throw them away."