Twisted Ties of Love
Chapter 286

"You think I'd still like that baby related to you after knowing all this?" Izabella spat out harsh words, but deep down, her heart ached so much it was unbearable, as if a tiny hand was clutching it tightly. Izabella's eyes were swollen and red like blood, too painful to shed tears. "You have no idea how I endured that hour, and those ten phone calls... I made ten calls to you, why didn't you pick up? If you'd just answered the very last one, Ryker wouldn't be dead."

She didn't fear the pain or becoming disabled; all she couldn't accept was the person who mattered most in her life leaving her.

He had been the light in her heart for more than a decade, the one she had silently guarded, only to be extinguished by Brett so easily.

Brett's throat tightened. He picked up Izabella's jacket and wrapped it around her, covering the scars below her neck. Holding her tightly, his tears fell directly onto her neck. "You should hate me, and I don't deserve your forgiveness, but Izabella, you're all I have left. I know I'm unforgivable, but please give me a chance to atone."

Izabella's body stiffened like a puppet as she stared at the retreating street outside the window. The window was half-open, and the cool breeze blew in gently, like a tender hand caressing the tear stains on her cheeks.

"Brett, I've already given you a chance. I've been married to you for five years, a full five years. I'm afraid of pain, yet I hurt myself recklessly, all for the sake of loving you. But now I realize it's all my fault. No wonder so many people call me cheap and tell me to go die."

"I also think I'm cheap and stupid. I've accomplished nothing in my life, and I even mistakenly thought you were the person who saved me when I was a child."

Izabella's light exhale fell on the back of his neck, and Brett felt as if he'd been struck by lightning, his scalp tingling. At this moment, he really didn't know what to do.

Izabella knew it all. She not only regained her memory but also knew that the one who saved her years ago was Ryker, not him.

Brett was frantic, his hands trembling as he held onto Izabella. The coldness in his heart spread throughout his body along his blood, even making his toes shiver.

He couldn't bear this kind of fear and wanted to escape. But if he fled, the Izabella in front of him would disappear. Brett took a shaky breath. "I won't let you go, never, never!"

This was said for Izabella to hear, as well as for himself. He couldn't let go of Izabella, even if it meant dying.

How could Izabella not know what he was thinking? No one knew better than her what a selfish and immoral man he was.

Before their divorce, he had her cornered with a mental illness diagnosis; after the divorce, perhaps he would lock her in a hidden place.

This was his usual tactic, after all, he had once held her like a dog on a leash.

"Right now, I hate you and also feel relieved. The thing I'm relieved about is that the person who saved me 18 years ago wasn't you. I just mistook the person, but at least I didn't love the wrong one. Fortunately, I didn't love someone as ungrateful and cruel as you."

Brett's ears buzzed, his heart aching as if cut by a knife. For the first time, he experienced heartache and the pain of a thousand arrows piercing through him.

"Have you really never loved me at all during our years together?"

Izabella tilted her head and laughed, "I only loved that memory, that memory has nothing to do with you. Brett, you just took something belonging to someone else; how could I possibly like you?" Brett grabbed her shoulders, staring intently at her face and eyes, trying to find traces of her words. "I don't believe it. I saw that box hidden in the basement, with your diary, the scarf you knitted for me, and your drawing of me. I don't believe all of it is fake!"

Izabella suddenly pushed him away. Due to his injured hand and recent stomach pump, Brett was weak. He was pushed onto the car door, feeling a bit dizzy.

"It's true, but the premise is that I thought you were the one who saved me back then. Unfortunately, I mistook the person, giving my true heart to the wrong one. Since you read that diary, you should know how disappointed I am with you."

Brett remembered the last sentence in the diary.

-"If there is a next life, let's part ways and find our own happiness."

Just thinking of the outcome with Izabella made him ache to the core.

Izabella looked at his painful expression, a hint of pleasure rising in her heart. The more she once loved Brett, the more she now hated him. No, her hatred had already surpassed a million times. Unconsciously, she moved closer to the car door, her elbow leaning on the window button.

"Brett, good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished."

Brett pursed his lips, suddenly chuckling bitterly. "I believe it. If I go to hell, I'll take you with me." So that they would be together forever.

"Ha ha ha..." Izabella suddenly burst out laughing, as if she had heard a joke. She laughed so hard that her stomach hurt and tears flowed.

Brett anxiously watched her laughter. Her laughing face was uglier than crying. He felt as if a bucket of cold water had drenched his body.

Izabella couldn't stop laughing. Her eyes widened, and her expression twisted, "I've been living in hell already. Brett, I'm waiting for you and Kaley in hell."

It was as if something shattered. What did she mean, she was already living in hell? Before Brett understood her words, he saw the car window behind Izabella suddenly open.

The wind blew in wildly, messing up her long hair. He shuddered involuntarily, and the scene before him seemed to slow down.

After Izabella finished speaking, she turned around, propped herself up on the car window, and forced herself out with a burst of strength.

Her face was filled with a smile, not showing an ounce of fear. As her body fell from the car window, her jacket flew up like butterfly wings.

It was as if her wings had grown back.

The driver in front had been ignoring everything happening behind him. Driving nervously, he suddenly heard a "bang" from outside, as if something had fallen out.

"Izabella!"

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