Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 353

At that time, Izabella's hand was fractured by an ashtray, and it took nearly four months to recover. During the recovery time, she was dragged to the hospital to give blood to Kaley.

The memories and reality were too bleak, and he wanted to recall some happy days with Izabella but couldn't think of any. The only happy time he could think of was when Izabella lost her memory.

Those few months when Izabella lost her memory were probably the happiest days of his life. Brett thought of Izabella lying and laughing in his arms, and his eyes turned red and the blood in his mouth grew bitter.

It turns out that one will always pay the price for betraying someone's kindness.

"Liam...do you think Izabella would visit me if she knew I had lung cancer?"

Liam didn't expect that Brett would still be thinking about Izabella at this time. He hesitated and said, "President Windham, just forget about her; pretend she's really dead."

"But she's not dead..." Brett looked desperate, and he closed his eyes, with images of Izabella filling his mind. "Isn't that right?"

"But she doesn't recognize you, will never forgive you, and won't be with you again. What's the difference between that and her being dead?"

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Liam sighed, unable to hide his fatigue.

Brett realized it too late; the one who loved him no longer did. There's a difference between never being loved and no longer being loved.

It's like a line in an Emily Dickinson’s poem, "I could have borne the darkness had I not seen the sun."

"Even if I die, she won't forgive me?"

Liam's eyes were a bit sore, and he turned his face away without answering.

Brett mumbled, "She said that she would only forgive me if I died once. I'm dying now; I have lung cancer. In such a short time, will she really not come back to me?" He closed his eyes, with tears streaming down his cheeks that wet his eyelashes.

Liam replied, "If you die, her forgiveness won't matter anymore, President Windham. Medical science is very advanced now, and there have been teams researching cancer for three years. If you undergo treatment properly..."

Brett interrupted him hoarsely, "If I undergo treatment properly, can I grow old with her?"

Liam's silence was the answer. Brett smiled bitterly, "Maybe I should have died long ago, in that car accident when I was five, in the icy water when I was twenty-one, or with Izabella when she was burned to death."

Brett choked up. He took painkillers, but the pain in his heart couldn't be relieved, no matter how many pills he took.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, looking at the withered old tree outside the window.

Brett never thought that Izabella would look at him so coldly one day. He knelt in the rain, and Izabella stood in front of him with an umbrella.

If she was like an emotionless robot three years ago, now she was like ice, and even his burning heart couldn't melt her.

"The moment I knelt down and begged her not to leave, all I could think of was her calling me 'Brett'. I felt like we had always been together, yet we had never been together. This is retribution, isn't it? Liam, tell me the truth; what would she do if I died?"

Liam pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and said, "Maybe she would be very happy and very relieved, but she might also be sad."

"I don't want her to be sad; I want her to be happy. I hope to at least once truly bring her happiness."

The atmosphere in the sick room became more and more oppressive, and Liam couldn't stand it. He clenched his phone, wanting to call Izabella, but he knew that even if he called, it wouldn't help. This woman had given up on him three years ago.

Liam awkwardly changed the subject, "President Windham, what do you want to eat? You haven't eaten since last night."

Brett murmured, "I want something sweet."

Liam was stunned, "President Windham, don't you dislike sweets?"

Brett half-closed his eyes. Only Izabella liked sweets. She liked sweets and spicy food, but after getting stomach cancer, she stopped eating spicy food and ate fewer sweets, mostly eating light food.

When Izabella was sick, Tiara loved making her all kinds of sweets, but he had no interest in sweets at that time.

The takeout that Liam ordered arrived quickly, and Brett took a few bites, the sweet taste diluting the bitterness in his mouth.

"What did she tell you?"

Liam didn't react for a while, and it took him a while to realize what Brett was asking.

"She wants to see Niki within three days, and the alimony after the divorce."

Besides these, Izabella didn't say much. In her heart, that cat was more important than Brett. But it made sense because during the month when Izabella lost her leg, it was that cat who accompanied her all the way until she was burned to death.

Izabella cared about Niki, and if she didn't, she might not have admitted it so quickly.

"Arrange for Niki to be taken to her the day after tomorrow, and transfer the divorce alimony to her name as soon as possible. She paid for it with her life. Also, give her the anonymously investigated information; she needs it."

The information Brett mentioned was about Izabella signing with that agency. With this information, it would be easy for Izabella to deal with them.

"President Windham, aren't you going to tell her?"

"Tell her what?"

"About your illness and about you helping her."

Brett shook his head, "I won't tell her."

He smiled bitterly, suddenly understanding why Izabella didn't tell him she had stomach cancer back then.

When she liked him, she would care about him meticulously. But if she didn't like him anymore, nothing he did could touch her.

Back then, Izabella had no hope, and she wanted to live a peaceful life after the divorce, but he forcefully extinguished the spark of hope she had.

Liam didn’t have much experience with love and didn't really get it. But when he saw the pained expressions on Brett and Izabella's faces, even the warmest heart would be chilled. He'd rather be single for his entire life than have a love that painful.

The hospital room was filled with the smell of medicine. After Brett finished speaking, he closed his eyes and furrowed his brows, looking very uneasy. After a moment of silence, he coughed a few times and curled up in the blanket, shivering.

Liam quietly watched Brett and thought he looked a lot like Izabella back in the day.

In some ways, their personalities were quite similar - both reserved and proud. But Brett had an extra dose of arrogance compared to Izabella.

Honestly, Brett really wasn't a good guy.