Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 295

Without a bodyguard at her side, Kaley was surrounded by journalists. Forced to back away awkwardly while holding up her gown, she unintentionally moved closer to the pool. Someone shoved her, and she fell back into the water. The coldness of the winter seeped into her skin, bone-chillingly cold. Cold water flooded her mouth and nostrils, and the immediate suffocation was heart-wrenching. For a second, Kaley thought she was going to drown alive.

She flailed her arms, struggling in the water. Her face, once delicately made up, was now pale as a sheet. She opened her mouth pleading for help, "Help... I can't swim... Save me..."

Watching this scene, Brett clenched his fists so hard that blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he felt nothing. He loathed himself for not noticing something as crucial as Kaley's inability to swim.

As he thought back on everything that had happened over the past nine years, it was indeed as Izabella had said, they were a joke from the start. When he first saw Izabella nine years ago at a banquet, she wore a red dress and held a violin, confidently approaching the stage. The spotlight shone on her, yet she outshone the light, so proud that one couldn't look away.

Now, nine years had flashed by. Izabella had lost everything. Her home was broken, her family gone, and she was wounded all over, like a hedgehog stripped of its spines.

Brett had despised Izabella's pride, so after their marriage, he treated her as a plaything. He had handed Izabella over to the kidnappers to save Kaley, resulting in Izabella's hands being crippled and her body being scarred to this day. His continual abuse had eventually left the once proud woman, who had only eyes for him, devoid of all self-confidence and radiance.

Every time he thought of Izabella sitting in a wheelchair, suffering from stomach cancer pain every moment, Brett's felt like his heart was being squeezed by a massive hand. He didn't blame anyone. Kaley had merely deceived him, but the only person who never believed Izabella from the start was himself.

Nathaniel watched Brett's remorseful demeanor, his laughter growing louder. He smirked, "Brett, I remind you, don't turn off the big screen."

Brett didn't answer. Watching Nathaniel turn around, he blurted out, "Why do you have these videos? And... Do you know who saved me back then?" His heart was slowly gravitating towards an answer, but he didn't dare to delve into it. He was afraid that knowing the truth would completely break him.

Nathaniel snorted, "I know, but I won't tell you." Regarding Brett being rescued from drowning, Izabella had informed him through a nurse two weeks ago. He knew that the person who saved Brett wasn't Kaley, and who actually saved him could be inferred with a bit of thought...

An unusual pain in his chest returned, and Nathaniel's smile suddenly turned bitter. Izabella was indeed foolish, the most foolish woman he had ever met, for risking her life for a man.

"You actually know the truths better than anyone else." Looking at the pale-faced Brett, Nathaniel's cold face revealed a hint of mockery. "Brett, I'm glad to see you in trouble again. People like you deserve to be alone for life. You don't even qualify to beg her for forgiveness."

"I've returned the favor Izabella asked me to deliver, and double at that. Also, I wish you and Kaley have your first child soon," he said, the irony dripping from his words.

Years ago, Kaley had a car accident, which resulted in uterine damage and she couldn't get pregnant. Izabella had been pregnant twice, but eventually even her uterus was removed.

Nathaniel hung up the phone and turned to leave with his subordinates.

Brett’s eyes were crimson, staring gloomily at Nathaniel's retreating figure.

From the moment Izabella made that seemingly "inexplicable" phone call, Brett felt uneasy. Now, his emotions were complex, anxious, regretful, and fearful...

Outside, the cold wind mixed with snow. The heater was on in the hall, but Brett still felt cold. Sweat started to ooze out from his forehead and back.

He didn't understand what Nathaniel said before he left, and he didn't want to delve into it. He had made many mistakes in his life, but they were all in the past.

Since the damage had been done and could not be undone, it would be better to use the rest of his life to compensate Izabella.

He would make Kaley pay the price, but before that, he would take her to the hospital to draw blood. Three more months... until Izabella's stomach gets better...