Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 434

Izabella was no fool. She knew Casey was pulling a fast one on her. All his excuses about tooth extraction for a movie shoot or cosmetic purposes were plain BS. She figured Casey had his reasons for keeping her in the dark and decided not to pry too much, though her curiosity often got the better of her.

“If you’re afraid of the pain, maybe don’t go for the other tooth extraction.”

Casey’s hand, which was covering his mouth, stiffened instantly. He gave a slight smile and said, “Well, if I don’t do it, I’ll be all lopsided.”

Izabella quickly changed the subject, asking, “Where’s the place you’ve arranged? I’ll go with you.”

“Right here.”

As Izabella turned around, she said, “I’ll just let the director know, wait for me here while I go grab my bag.”

“Sure.” Casey watched as she walked away, his face darkened instantly as Nathaniel emerged from a corner.

“Mr. Dempsey, long time no see.” Nathaniel held a cigarette between his fingers, not lit, just twirling it around, giving off a casual vibe.

“What are you doing here?” Casey’s attitude towards Nathaniel was as icy as it was towards Brett.

“I’m one of the investors for this show, and I organized tonight’s celebration. Why wouldn’t I be here?” Nathaniel replied sarcastically, “Casey, aren’t you curious about my relationship with Izabella?”

“I couldn’t care less, can you leave?”

Ignoring Casey’s cold response, Nathaniel went on, “Izabella used to be my lover.”

Casey’s face turned ashen, but he didn’t fly off the handle as Nathaniel had expected.

“You mean Bell, your former lover who’s long gone?” Casey replied nonchalantly.

Nathaniel’s casual demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by his usual cold front: “When did you find out?”

“Before you, at least.”

So Brett knows too? Was he the only one out of the loop—the last one to find out Bell had become Izabella?

Nathaniel’s emotions were all over the place, he wasn’t sure whether to feel sad or angry.

“Since you know about Izabella’s identity switch, you must also know about her past with Brett. Knowing all this, do you still have feelings for her?”

As Nathaniel was talking, he noticed something off about Casey's reaction. It seemed Casey hadn't regained his memory yet.

If he had, if he remembered how Izabella had endured 28 needles inserted into her fingertips to save him, he wouldn't be acting this way over her past relationship with Brett from three years ago.

Glancing behind him, Nathaniel continued, “Casey, you should be grateful you bear a resemblance to someone else. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have even had a chance with Izabella. You’re nothing compared to the dead man in Izabella’s heart, and you’re nothing compared to Brett. At least Brett had Izabella once, you’re just a shadow. I know her past better than you do.”

Before he could finish his sentence, Nathaniel was met with a punch to the face. Casey was so quick with his attack that it caught everyone off guard, even Brett.

Nathaniel was taken aback by the sudden assault, and before he could even steady himself, Casey had him by the collar. Casey shoved him to the ground, straddled him, and began pummeling him. Each punch was aimed at Nathaniel’s face, like he wanted to beat him beyond recognition.

Maybe it was Nathaniel’s timing, or maybe it was because what he said mirrored Brett’s words. Casey’s pent-up rage finally erupted.

Seething with anger, Casey’s eyes were full of fury. He didn’t care who was watching. His punches were ruthless, leaving Nathaniel bloody, and no one dared to intervene.

“Casey!”

It was as if Casey was deaf to all sounds but his own rage. Suddenly, he felt a tug at his waist, causing him to stop in his tracks. He turned around stiffly to look at Izabella.

It was strange. He was the one throwing punches, but when he saw Izabella, he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. He choked back a sob, not wanting Izabella to notice, and quickly turned back around, letting go of Nathaniel and tossing him aside.

Nathaniel looked quite a mess. His carefully styled hair was now disheveled, his face marred with injuries, and blood was trickling down the corner of his mouth. His tongue was lightly pressed against his molars, failing to suppress the pain he was feeling.

He couldn’t believe he had been beaten by Casey. He thought he could at least put up a fight against Brett, but Casey’s speed and strength exceeded Brett’s.

He was diagnosed with an illness over a decade ago. If he hadn’t been sick, he could have been even stronger, right?

Nathaniel tried to move his shoulders, limbs, and neck. Luckily, nothing was broken, but if Izabella had been a moment late, his hand might have been fractured.

“Izabella, I don’t know if you choose your men blindfolded. They are all violent. Did you see what he did to me? I was beaten out of the blue. Stay away from this guy. If he lays a hand on you one day, he might kill you with one punch.” Nathaniel knew Izabella had a fear of domestic violence. She had been a victim before, and it took her a long time before she even considered getting married.

He was hoping to play the pity card again in front of Izabella, but he forgot that Izabella wasn't Bell. Bell genuinely had the hots for him, and she would worry sick if he got even a minor injury. But Izabella was a different story, even if he was on death's door, she wouldn't bat an eye.

Casey, on the other hand, was feeling particularly on edge and scared. He knew Izabella had a distaste for violence. He was fretting over the thought of her leaving him because of his violent actions.