Twisted Ties of Love
Chapter 137

Izabella opened her eyes and stared at the orange-yellow light on the ceiling. Thoughts gradually emerged in her fuzzy brain.

She couldn't refuse Brett for two reasons - One, she simply wasn't physically capable. And two, she was worried that resisting him might make him mad and take away her job.

When she really thought about it, she was basically taking improper shortcuts in her career.

"I don't want to take any pills," Izabella said, pushing against Brett's strong chest.

Brett stroked her hair, becoming somewhat more clear-headed. "Do you really not want to have my child?"

Izabella turned her head to avoid the heat of his breath on her lips. "That's pretty obvious." She thought, unless her brain went nuts, there's no way she would agree to have a child for this despicable couple. And she didn't know what made Brett so sure to even ask her this question.

Brett knew that Izabella's body wasn't well enough to have a baby. However, hearing her saying it without a shred of doubt made him feel heartbroken.

Heaven and hell were only a thin line apart, and Izabella's thoughts went blank for a moment before her vision turned white.

Tears dripped onto the sheets, leaving little circles. Blue veins surfaced on her pale, delicate neck.

Brett's eyes seemed darker, like a vampire's. He reached out and felt her pulsing veins, his lips slowly closing in.

Women usually didn't have as much energy as men, not to mention that she was also sick. Izabella closed her eyes and lost herself in her dizziness.

She was so tired that she couldn't even turn over. Meanwhile, Brett seemed perfectly fine, holding her and occasionally kissing her forehead.

After the storm had passed and calmness finally returned, Izabella found a comfortable position under the covers and closed her eyes.

Seeing her disheveled hair and flushed eyelids, Brett thought she looked especially lovable. His heart softened and he hugged her, whispering like he was talking to a child, "Bella." Izabella didn't respond.

He chuckled, seeming a bit crazy. Like he'd gotten his favorite toy, he leaned in and kissed the top of her head.

There was a sweet smell on Izabella. It lingered in his nose and in his mind.

"Sleep, baby."

Izabella blocked out any thoughts until weariness swept over her.

In her dream, she was in a dark room with the sound of chains echoing. She felt heavy and couldn't breathe.

She struggled and suddenly saw her belly growing bigger and bigger. The sound of a baby's cry echoed in the room.

Brett, holding Kaley, stood not far from her. He looked like a demon, watching her and laughing maliciously.

Izabella suddenly opened her eyes, panting heavily with cold sweat all over her face and her heart pounding.

Her eyes burned from staring in the dark for so long. She couldn't tell the difference between tears and cold sweat as she recalled the nightmares in her mind.

The scenes were like a curse engraved into her soul. She couldn't find any peace.

Everything was pitch black outside, and the man next to her breathed evenly. Izabella turned to look at Brett.

It was eerily dark and quiet. The more awake she was, the more trouble she had falling asleep again. All she could think about was strangling Brett.

But she didn't have any tools or strength for that. She'd probably be shattered with a single slap.

Dragging her heavy body, she sat on the edge of the bed, wishing to cool down. After a while, she got up and searched through the bedside drawer, finally finding a box of contraceptive pills. Brett stirred, feeling the movement beside him. In the darkness, he watched as Izabella got out of bed and rummaged through the drawer.

He knew it was filled with pills, including contraceptives.

In the past, he'd had to force her to take them because he didn't want her to carry his child.

Whenever Izabella appeared in pain, it was because she'd taken contraceptives from that drawer.

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