Chapter 19


    “Wife” Presley couldn’t help butugh at these words If it weren’t for the fact that they were in a


    hospital, he would have beaten the hell out of this jerk right away!


    “Brett, have you ever treated Izabe as your wife? Where were you when she had a bleeding


    stomach? Where wem you when she went to the hospital alone to see a doctor and get medicine?”


    Presley pointed at his chest, calling out his wrongdoings one by one “You were out there having fun,


    getting drunk and attacking the Salotti family!


    After that Presley’s eyes reddened. He hated Brett but he also hated himself. If only he had cared


    for Izabe a little bit more, her stomach problems wouldn’t have turned into stomach cancer


    Presley’s breathing was trembling He had held back for so long but he couldn’t hold back the sob in


    his voice


    “I really regret not stopping Izabe from marrying you if she hadn’t married you, her health wouldn’t


    have deteriorated like this.


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    Presley was thinking about Izabe in intensive care her stomach wrapped with cancer cells, and


    four years ago when she happily told him about her uing marriage


    She probably never had dreamed it would end up like this


    Presley shook his head “Brett, you’re a heartless scumbag”


    Brett stood there silently. He wanted to argue, but he couldn’t find the words His heart felt as if it


    had been heavily hit, and it took him a while to regain his senses


    He looked at Presley, but his gaze was fixed on the operating room door behind him. He wanted to


    go in and see Izabe.


    Never in his life had he yearned to see someone so much


    “Brett, do you love Izabe? Presley asked


    Love? Love was too heavy a word. If he loved Izabe, he should have cherished her with all his


    heart.


    Saving The loved her was ridiculous. He shouldn’t love Izabe. Who was Izabe to him anyway?


    She was just an object of possession.


    Presley sneered, the corners of his eyes showing traces of tears. He had promised Izabe to help


    her hide her illness, but some things needed to be seen by Brett himself


    *Come with me. Пl show you something Presley turned and entered the operating room


    Brett hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly followed Inside, nurses were cleaning and


    disinfecting


    As soon as he entered, he smelled the strong scent of disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood


    For a moment, he didn’t know where to look. It was as if he had entered a space that didn’t belong


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    Brett always prided himself on being calm and collected. Even if he couldn’t resolve unexpected


    situations immediately, he would never panic. This was the first time in his 26 years that he was


    afraid of the


    unknown


    Presley looked at Brett, anger turning his eyes bloodshot


    “Brett, do these smells scare you? Are you even human?”