Chapter 23


    “He’s already signed the surgery consent form and critical condition notice, so he knows about your


    condition


    “Presley, can you help me make up a case report to hide the truth from him? Maybe it was because


    she’s been asleep for too long, Izabe’s voice was so hoarse that it was barely audible, but Presley


    understood


    what she meant


    Presley frowned and said, “If you like him so much, why not telling him about your condition? Why


    not be honest with him?”


    “It’s precisely because I like him that fm not telling him”


    “Don’t you want him to care more about you and pity you?”


    Izabe shook her head, bearing the pain in her heart. How could Brett pity her? Knowing she was


    about to die, he might even celebrate getting rid of her for good.


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    Besides, even if he did pity her, it was only because of her condition. She was dying, and any extra


    feelings were nothing but out of pity


    Thest thing the Salotti family’s youngdy needed was pity.


    “Anyway, were going to get a divorce. His care isn’t important to me. As a dying person, it’s better to


    leave quietly Izabe slowly closed her eyes, her face looking incredibly calm.


    Presley’s heart ached, feeling a sharp pain “No way! Our country is studying a special cure for


    stomach cancer. Your terminal illness is just a minor problem in researchers‘ eyes. When the


    medicinees out, you’ll be fine”


    Izabe’s lips move slightly as she whispered, “Presley I am indifferent to life and death. Death may


    even be a relief. Maybe after I die, I have to trouble you to donate my organs and cremate the


    remaining ashes, scattering them into the sea.


    “What are you talking about?” Presley’s eyes went red, staring at her without blinking


    Izabe chuckled. “I’m not kidding I’ve been trapped in the Salotti family my entire life, never getting


    a chance to see the outside world After I die, I want my ashes to float in the ocean and see more of


    the world”


    Her tears trickled down as she spoke Presley pulled out a tissue for her and said, “if you really want


    to see the world, Til take you after the divorce fll help you keep it a secret from Brett, but if he finds


    out you lied to him, he might


    “Whatever he does, Im already used to it.”


    Presley frowned “Used to?”


    izabe realized she’s said something she shouldn’t have and quickly changed the topic “Go on, get


    busy, I’m fine. Just leave a caregiver to stay with me.”


    Seeing her reluctance to borate, Presley didn’t push further. After arranging a caregiver and


    stating the precautions, he left the room.


    trabe just had surgery and couldn’t sit up yet, so she stared out the window


    She got used to it, but she still could feel the pain, Brett had hurt her in the heart. External wounds


    could be healed over time by applying some medicine, but the wounds in the heart would stay


    Brett stood in the smoking area, the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. It was unclear if they


    were all his or if they were already there.


    The white light in the hallway illuminated Brett’s handsome and deep face, making it look even


    colder. Hearing movement behind him, Brett put out his cigarette and turned around finding Presley


    approaching.


    He brushed off the ashes on his clothes and walked straight to Presley. “How’s Izabe?”


    His tone was icy again, as if the person in agony outside the operating room two days ago wasn’t


    him.


    Presley sarcastically replied, “As long as you don’t go in and annoy her, she might live a few more


    days