Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 251

Janet sighed and said with a hypocritical expression on her face, "Madam, 25 is the best age for a woman to have a baby. You must have seen how many single amazing women there are in our company, naturally, a lot of them want to get into President Windham's bed. If you don't have a child by your side now, I'm afraid some other woman might get there first, and you'll end up losing out."

Izabella's face remained calm, but she couldn't help frowning at the end, feeling nauseous inside.

What era is it now, and how can there still be people saying things like using a child to secure one's status?

Izabella propped her chin on her hand and watched Janet's performance, trying to figure out her motive for urging her to have a child.

"So, do you want to get into Brett's bed?"

"Madam, you're overthinking it. I'm just President Windham's secretary, and I'm telling you all this because I hope you and President Windham can have a good life together. After all, you've been married for so many years without a child, who knows if there's a reason why. But madam, seeing that you're looking pale and taking so many medications, maybe you should get yourself checked at the hospital," Janet explained, wearing a look of concern and shyness, making people wonder.

Izabella stopped enjoying the drama: "I don't need an outsider to worry about my own affairs. Besides, I know that if something is truly mine, no one else can take it away, and if it's not mine, there's no point in keeping it. However, you're right about one thing - there are quite a few people in this company with ulterior motives, and it might be time for a cleanup."

On the word cleanup, Izabella's tone became a bit heavier, but Janet didn't take it seriously. After all, Izabella was just a housewife; could she really have any say in the Windham Group?

At this moment, there was some commotion outside. Janet glanced over and her face changed slightly: "President Windham."

"Why are you here today?" Brett looked a bit tired, but he couldn't hide the pleasure in the corner of his mouth.

Hearing that Izabella had come to bring him lunch, he immediately called a break to the meeting and happily came back.

Brett ignored the presence of the other person in the office, and as soon as he entered, he asked Izabella with a tone of pleasant surprise.

Izabella pointed to the thermos on the side and said, "Hurry up and eat. If I don't come to bring you lunch, you'll definitely forget again. Being hungry for a long time will only lead to stomach problems. Do you want to suffer like me?"

Izabella has stomach cancer but she didn’t know and has been vomiting and unable to eat for the past few days. The doctor came to the villa to treat her, but the stomach pain could not be eased. She even vomited blood, but the doctor found that it was a severe stomach ulcer after examining her. If she didn't have the test results, she would have thought she had stomach cancer and was about to die.

She knows the pain of stomach disease, so she doesn't want Brett to suffer like her.

Brett's eyes seemed to be obscured by something, and he looked a little dim. He held Izabella's hand tightly, and even in the summer, her hand was still cold.

"Can you come and bring me food every day? I will definitely eat well if you bring it." Then they could go home together after work, how wonderful it was.

"You are thinking too much." Izabella glanced at him sideways, but her lips curled slightly.

Brett saw her expression and knew that the matter was settled.

"We will go home together this afternoon."

"Okay."

Brett opened the insulated container, and steam rose from the hot soup.

He took a sip of it first. "Where's Liam?" Izabella asked.

"He went to take care of some things," Brett said, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he thought of what Liam had just told him.

He stared at Janet, who was still standing by their side. "What are you doing here?"

Janet quickly shook her head, knowing that staying here would be detrimental to her. She said to Izabella, "Madam, I'll go out first. If you need anything, you can call me."

This statement was faultless, and Izabella nodded. She watched Janet's departing back with her chin held up until it disappeared from view behind the wall, and her gaze still lingered outside. She was thinking about what Janet had told her, 'child', 'pregnant', 'go to the hospital for a checkup.'

Janet couldn't have suddenly said these things to her, and her interruption was too abrupt, as if she was in a hurry to complete a task and had to say these things.

What was her purpose?

Brett ate two mouthfuls of rice and saw that Izabella was still staring outside, her thoughts entirely elsewhere.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm just looking at the female employees' attire in your company. I'm wondering if I would have to dress like her if I worked for you."

"What is she wearing?"

For a moment, the two of them had nothing to say. Brett was busy with work and rarely paid attention to who was dressed in what, and those people who didn't matter to him, he didn't even bother to remember their appearance, let alone their clothes.

After thinking for a while, he finally had a slight impression. The professional suit that Janet was wearing seemed to be a short skirt, and it was more like a kinky temptation than a professional suit.