Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 260

Izabella was silent for a long time, tears unconsciously sliding down her cheeks. She asked, "Why do you treat me like this?"

"I don't want to, but I have to do this to keep you." Said Brett.

Izabella knew he had made up his mind, he didn't want this baby. Her emotions were all over the place and her face was getting worse and worse.

"What if I stay with you?" she asked in a hoarse voice, "Can we keep this baby?"

Brett shook his head and silently said no.

This was her child, a life in her belly, and her hope. Izabella didn't understand why Brett would rather adopt from an orphanage than have her give birth to their child. Was it because he thought she was unclean?

Izabella glanced at the corridor and the room window outside, and her actions immediately made Brett understand her thoughts.

He said, "You're on the twelfth floor, you can't escape. I'll have someone watch you all the time."

To think that such ruthless words came from the man who once said he loved her like his life, it was just ridiculous.

What was even more ridiculous was not just Brett, but herself as well. She thought she held such an important position in Brett's heart, but the reality was that she was insignificant and could easily disappear.

"Fine." Said Izabella.

Surprise flashed in Brett's eyes, as he didn't expect Izabella would agree so quickly. He thought she would love the child too much to give up.

He even considered how to force Izabella to have the anesthesia for the abortion.

For a moment, his feelings were mixed, and he felt extremely pain. He said, "It's good that you've come to terms with it."

Come to terms? Izabella sneered in her heart, but her face remained calm, "However, I hope we can postpone the surgery. I'm not feeling well right now, and it's too dangerous to have surgery."

"Until when?" Asked Brett.

"A week later." Izabella saw the worry in Brett's eyes, and she knew he wasn't worried about her health, but worried that she would change her mind and not have the abortion. She added, "Don't worry, I'll sign the surgical agreement when the doctor brings tomorrow."

Her indifference was like a dagger piercing his heart, causing him unbearable pain, but he knew he deserved all of this. He didn't even have the right to cry out in pain.

Izabella said, "You're right, this child shouldn't come into this world. His birth is not good for us, and it's not responsible for him either. He won't get any fatherly love, and with my amnesia and disabled hands, I can't protect him."

What did she mean by "no fatherly love"?

Brett didn't dare to ask.

Izabella ignored him, muttered a few words, and then covered herself with the blanket. She curled up in the bed like a baby or a hedgehog, showing no sense of security.

Unable to sleep after lying down, Izabella touched her belly and said, "Don't worry, mommy won't let you die."

The 4-week-old child inside her couldn't respond or even move.

As soon as the sky turned bright, the doctor brought the surgical agreement. Izabella looked at the surgery time, which was exactly one week away. She had a week to plan her escape from here.

Brett stood by, watching Izabella sign the agreement without hesitation, and his mood became heavier and heavier.