Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 36

When Brett brought Izabella back to the hospital, she had already passed out and was taken to the emergency room. The test results were a little better than last time.

Izabella's body was weak to begin with, and with the strong mental stimulation, it caused her to faint. Thankfully, she was sent to the hospital in time, otherwise, it would have been life-threatening.

During Izabella's unconsciousness, Brett arranged for Alan's body to be taken away and had Liam find a good burial plot according to feng shui principles.

Alan's death stirred up a storm on the internet, and Presley, having just finished a surgery and not having a chance to rest yet, overheard nurses talking about it.

His expression shifted instantly, and he gripped the nurse's arm in a state of anxiety. "Who did you say died?"

"Alan," the nurse replied, "the one who received a death sentence last week. Today was his second trial, but he grabbed someone's phone and fell from a building to his death."

Presley's face turned blank, his emotions numbed as his mind raced. "If Alan is dead, what about Izabella? Wasn't she supposed to be present at the court hearing today? Does she already know?" A whirlwind of questions swirled within him.

The nurse in front of him looked at him quizzically for a moment, then awkwardly walked away.

Feeling like he'd lost his soul, Presley pulled out his phone from his coat pocket, hands trembling. He called Izabella first, and when no one picked up, he called her caregiver. After three seconds of waiting, the caregiver answered.

"Dr. Felton."

Presley anxiously asked, "Where's Izabella? Are you with her?"

"Yes."

"Where is she?"

"Ms. Salotti is in her hospital room. She just visited her dad and fainted from a shock..."

Presley was already on his way to the hospital room, running and apologizing to passing patients and nurses. "I'll be there right away."

All the way there, Presley's mind was filled with the caregiver's words: Izabella passed out from shock. At this point, she needed someone to be there for her more than ever, but what could he say to her?

Telling her something like "Take it easy, accept your loss" would be like rubbing salt in her wound. There's no way he could say such cruel words.

As he ran, Presley suddenly slowed down, his face full of pain.

Izabella lay still on the bed, her lips pale and her eyes tightly closed. Brett sat by her side, gently clasping her hand in his, trying to bring warmth to them.

A tinge of pity began to surface within Brett, although it wasn't driven by romantic feelings. He was well aware that he could never fall in love with Izabella.

As she herself had admitted, he had been cruel to her. If there was even a hint of affection in his heart, he wouldn't have been so heartless. No, the one he truly loved was Kaley, the girl who had been by his side since childhood and had saved his life six years ago.

Brett let out a soft sigh, his gaze focused on Izabella, studying her carefully. At just 24 years old, she possessed delicate features, with the natural curvature of her lips giving the impression of a perpetual smile.

But it was her eyes that truly captivated people—an endless well of emotions residing within them.

Even if she wore ragged clothes, it could not hide her radiance.