Twisted Ties of Love
Chapter 131

His plan from the start was to use her to make a name for himself, saying it was all for her, asking her if she was touched by his actions.

Izabella glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "Brett, do you think I should be touched?"

She couldn't help but snort with laughter after speaking, it was loud and clearly in the car.

Brett pursed his lips and leaned back in his chair. "You're no fun, why not think about the positives? Being too smart isn't always a good thing. Ignorance is bliss. Sometimes it's okay to lie to yourself."

As expected, Brett's plan was nothing but to use her. Izabella was reminded of the scene outside their door when facing reporters.

Brett's lies, although she knew they were false from the start, she could not control her heart. It's like all the tenderness in the world has melted into her blood. But that was in the past.

Unfortunately, she was too smart and clear-headed now, she couldn't deceive herself anymore. Izabella felt bitter.

Looking back on their four years of marriage with Brett, she loved him with no dignity even though she knew he was using her. She had deceived herself out of self-pity.

She was glad that she didn't love Brett anymore, having broken free from the chain.

"I can't lie to myself in good conscience. I've lied to myself for four years, and that's enough," Izabella said hoarsely.

Brett hated stubborn women. Although he knew he couldn't control this relationship, he couldn't let go of it either.

He'd always been like this, wanting what he couldn't have.

Even if she didn't want to anymore, even if it caused more trouble.

Brett took Izabella to a restaurant he had already booked.

The restaurant was opulent, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor was a musical fountain, with mellifluous cello sounds and resplendent lights shining on the water. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Izabella stared at the fountain, lost in thought, and it took several calls to get her attention.

Brett pinched her hand and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Izabella looked from the fountain to his dark eyes and reached for the red wine.

Brett stopped her, "Did you forget about your stomach?"

Izabella withdrew her hand, touch her chin and chuckled, "Why are you suddenly so concerned about my stomach? Are you worried I'll develop stomach cancer?"

"How could you get stomach cancer?" He was as confident in Izabella's health as ever, thinking she had a strong body and plenty of blood to support Kaley's needs. He never thought she would get sick, no matter how much he tormented her.

He knew Izabella had stomach problems but never imagined anything more severe, like cancer.

The waiter brought an A5 grade steak. Izabella ordered it medium rare, and it was tender and delicious. She put a small piece in her mouth, "You're very confident. But don't worry, I won't die before you do." Brett realized that Izabella's hatred for him was a good thing. She had experienced so much but never wanted to die. As long as he was alive, Izabella would continue to live.

Halfway through the meal, Izabella got up.

"I'm going to the restroom."

A waiter immediately led her to the restroom upon hearing her request.

Izabella never expected to see her brother Lucas here.

The last time they met was during Alan's first trial in court when Lucas slapped her in front of everyone, calling her a bitch, a whore, and cursing her with words like poisonous snakes, never treating her as his real sister.

That day, they broke off their sibling relationship, and Izabella lost all her family members during those days.

She hadn't thought she would run into Lucas here, but after the surprise, it seemed inevitable. R City was only so big, with thousands of streets, and bumping into each other wasn't exactly a difficult task.

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