Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 350

The sound of cicadas in the summer can't last until the cold winter. Once you miss it, you'll never meet it again.

"What do you mean?" Rain wet Brett's face and his eyelashes were covered in droplets. He squinted at Izabella, and nobody noticed his hand trembling as if enduring something. He clenched his fist.

Izabella held up her umbrella, full of mockery: "It means I never intended to forgive you from the beginning, let alone see you, got it?"

Brett's lips trembled, and the rain on his body didn't feel like rain but like millions of needles piercing every part of his body, causing pain.

Last night, when Liam told him that Izabella had lied to him, he had guessed this outcome, but he was too afraid to face it, let alone admit it. How could he be so confident that Izabella would forgive him? Would they get back together as before?

Get back together as before?

How could he forget that his relationship with Izabella was a mistake from the beginning, and they'd never been happy?

A chill crept up his spine, slowly spreading across his entire back.

"You lied to me."

"Brett, who are you putting on this hurt look for? You're a person who can lie to a priest, so why can't I just say whatever I want? You're taking yourself way too seriously." Izabella gripped the umbrella handle tightly, "Get lost!"

Brett didn't move, staying put with a hurt look on his face, staring at Izabella.

"Izabella, I really know I was wrong. I misjudged people. I didn't trust you. I didn't know it was you who saved me back then. If I had known."

"So what?" Izabella interrupted him, "Just because I saved you back then, you fell in love with me? Brett, this isn't love. You're begging me to forgive you now, just to find some solace and alleviate the guilt of killing someone. Brett, you haven't changed at all. Still childish, paranoid, and disgusting."

Brett shook his head, his heart feeling like it was being strangled. His eyes reddened, and he muttered, "It's not like that. I really love you, not because of guilt. Izabella, I don't ask you to stay by my side, but just give me a chance to get close to you, apologize and make it up to you. As long as you're willing, I'll do anything for you. I promise to be good to you, never bully you, never make you cry again. Izabella, please give me a chance. I'm begging you!"

He finished in one breath, panting, unable to suppress his coughing, covering his chest and leaning towards Izabella.

Izabella stepped back half a step, hearing a "bang" sound, and Brett fell to his knees. Not only that, but his head hit the ground, kneeling in front of Izabella in the most humble posture.

Izabella's face remained unchanged, as indifferent as ever. Her gaze moved downwards, finally landing on Brett's head.

She couldn't help but remember that he had once kneeled in front of Brett, begging for the Salotti family's mercy.

She believed his words, which led to the destruction of her family and the disappearance of the Salotti family from R City.

Izabella stepped back, distancing herself from Brett. "Brett, I'm already thirty years old, not easily deceived. I know all your tricks."

She had endured all the hardships alone and no longer expected to be with anyone. Her expression was numb as she looked at the trembling man on the ground.

Brett's kneeling only reminded her of her painful past when he was arrogant, condescending, and mocking her.

"I didn't lie to you. I can give you anything."

"But what you give is precisely what I don't need." Izabella suddenly thought of something, bending down slightly and getting closer to Brett, her eyes filled with various emotions. "Brett, if you want me to accept your apology, you have to suffer like me, like dying once. Dare you?"

Brett looked at Izabella's cold, emotionless eyes, remembering that her eyes used to be as clear as water.

Brett felt heartbroken, his chest pain intensifying. He suppressed his cough, blood staining the corner of his mouth. He tried to calm down, but Izabella's relentless gaze made it impossible.