The only person in his sight was Izabella, and he seemed to disregard Casey standing on the side.
The two of them were in the same picture, and even he himself thought they were a good match.
He wanted to zoom in on the photo to look at Izabella in detail, but as he lifted his hand, a drop of blood fell onto the phone screen, blocking Izabella's face.
With the faint light from his phone screen, he looked at his hand. Pieces of glass were lodged in his flesh and blood, it was a sight that made one wince. There was blood all over his hand; it didn't hurt at first, but now that he saw it, the pain hit him.
Brett had never understood love. He disdained the idea that one could fall for love, deteriorate for love, and endure pain for it.
Looking at the blood on his palm, he understood that feeling. It was like when the room plunged into darkness, he fell into a pile of broken glass, his hands and feet aching. But his first reaction wasn't to examine his injuries, but to pick up his phone, because the message could have been from Izabella.
For a mere "possibility", he was willing to be covered in cuts and bruises.
The photograph was sent by Izabella to Brett, and she added some words.
- "I won the bet."
Her underlying meaning was to ask Brett to let the Dempsey family go.
Brett, trembling, stood up and turned on the light. The chaos of the room came into his sight; blood was everywhere. Apart from his hand hurting, his knee was also throbbing with pain.
He lowered his head to look at his legs, his knee was stained with blood, and there were pieces of glass stuck to his pants. So this was what it felt like to kneel on broken glass.
The pain and wounds Izabella had suffered were because of him, and he knew that clearly.
Brett was unwilling in his heart, and he still harbored unrealistic fantasies. He always fantasized, an eye for an eye, if he experienced all the pain Izabella had suffered, would she come back to him?
Now, medical technology is advanced, even stomach cancer can be treated properly with medicine; perhaps lung cancer could be treated too. His condition wasn't as serious as the doctor said.
He was just coughing; at most coughing up some blood, it wouldn't kill him.
He was always repenting, but before he had the chance to treat Izabella well, she had chosen someone else and didn't give him any chance.
In fact, being married wasn't a big deal, people could come back from the dead, and marriages could end in divorce, maybe, after he died, God would give him a chance to return, just like Izabella.
People always liked to hold onto unrealistic fantasies, only to regret in the end.
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