Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 230

"You deserve someone who's gentle and cares for you, not someone who hangs up without hearing your explanation." After saying that, Nathaniel added, "If you were with me, I'd give you enough freedom and not interfere with your social life. At least, respect and trust are essential."

Izabella's face became a bit heavy. She knew better than anyone else what kind of person Brett was, and she didn't need an outsider to worry about her.

"Trying to stir things up between me and my husband won't work."

Nathaniel smirked, "Whether it's stirring things up or not, you'll find out when you go back."

Even though Izabella's mind isn't as sharp as before, it doesn't mean she's stupid.

From the things Nathaniel said, she could almost be sure that his approach to her wasn't love at first sight but had an ulterior motive.

Izabella stared at her phone, looking pale. She looked at the cake in front of her; it had a sweet smell and looked appetizing, but her stomach was blocked, and she couldn't eat anything.

How could she cheer up an angry man?

Izabella pondered this question. Today she's in the wrong; she shouldn't have lied to Brett, saying she was eating alone.

She called the waiter and ordered two cakes to be packed.

"Do you finish it?" Nathaniel looked at the plate in front of her. She had only eaten a few bites of the steak, just a little of the appetizer, and the soup was barely touched.

"I'm full already. Thank you for your treat." Izabella took out her card, "Let's split the bill for this meal."

Clearly, she was determined to draw a line between her and Nathaniel.

Nathaniel didn't say anything, seeing her indifferent attitude, but his eyes became increasingly dangerous.

Izabella took the cake to settle the bill at the front desk, only to be told that she didn't have to pay for the meal because Nathaniel was the owner of this restaurant.

Izabella was stunned for a moment, looking back, Nathaniel was standing behind her, winking at her.

"Do you want to transfer the money to me?"

"Yes, give me your account."

"Why bother? Just add me on Facebook."

Nathaniel took out his phone, and in Izabella's recently registered Facebook, there was only Brett. She hadn't posted any contents, and there was nothing private in her news.

Izabella transferred money to him.

After Nathaniel confirmed the receipt, he knew he couldn't keep her and said, "Let me take you home. It's still raining outside."

"No need." Izabella's expression was cold.

Nathaniel didn't insist further. He watched Izabella leave, took out his phone, flipped to the message page, and clicked on the message at the top.

When he saw the photos sent by the other party, he smiled, selected a few pictures with ambiguous angles, and sent them to Brett.

Meeting Izabella today was a coincidence, and he didn't expect such a big gain. He was curious to see Brett's reaction after receiving these photos.

Could he really not care and trust Izabella's words? Did he not feel the slightest estrangement in his heart?

After seeing the other party receive the message, Nathaniel sneered, his eyes bright and clear, and put the phone into his coat pocket.

At this moment, Brett was in the president's office dealing with work. Because of the call he just made to Izabella, he felt very anxious and restless.

He couldn't read a word on the computer screen, with a headache. He sat in a leather chair, supporting his head with his left hand while holding a half-smoked cigarette in his right.

The phone on his desk suddenly vibrated. Brett glanced sideways, looking at it.

When he saw the name on the message, his deep eyes looked even darker, gloomy and cold.

He opened the message, and when he saw the photos, it was as if every cell in his body was ignited.

There were a total of five photos, and the people in the photos were Nathaniel and Izabella.

From their intimate actions in the photos, it seemed like they were the loving couple.

In the movie theater, the man was leaning on Izabella's shoulder; In the restaurant, they were sitting at a couple's table, and there was also a picture of Izabella adding Nathaniel on Facebook.

Aside from anger, Brett's eyes were filled with indescribable complexity, his mood sinking to the bottom.

Was this Izabella's so-called going to a movie alone? Eating lunch alone?

He couldn't believe that even though Izabella had amnesia, her mind was still slow, but she was still so good at lying!

What he couldn't think of even more was Nathaniel would be with Izabella.