Chapter 24


    Brett choked and nearly lost his breath at what Presley had said


    Presley had a keen sense of smell and noticed the smell of smoke on Brett before he even got


    close “Izabe is in poor health and can’t stand the smell of smoke if you don’t know how to take


    care of someone, just go back. Ive already arranged a caregiver for her and instructed on what to


    pay attention to ”


    Presley was trying to get him to leave, but Belt was thick skinned and didn’t take his words so heart


    Instead, he found it extremely ufortable hearing Presley call Izabe’s name so intimately. It


    was like a loy that had always been by his side was being coveted by a stranger Although he didn’t


    really like the toy, it was his and he couldn’t stand others eyeing it


    This was a public space with patients resting so it wasnt a good ce to argue Presley said the


    words coldly and walked away


    Brett stood there smelling his clothes. He hadn’t taken a shower for two days, and there was


    already an odor on his body. The smell of smoke did a good job of covering his perspiration, but


    Presley was right- Izabe couldn’t be around the smell of smoke. So, he had to stand in a well–


    ventted area to air himself out before going back to the wand


    After Presley walked some distance, he instructed the nurse beside him, “Give that fake medical


    report to Brettter”


    He had promised to hide the truth for Izabe, so he had prepared this fake report a day earlier.


    The nurse asked. “But will he believe 17” After all, the patient had vomited so much blood before,


    and there was even a critical illness notice issued. She couldn’t imagine how foolish someoneN?velDrama.Org owns this.


    would have to be to


    believe such a report.


    “He will find out if he genuinely cares about Izabe. But if he doesnt care, hell believe whatever


    you say and won’t take it to heart‘


    The nurse nodded with partial understanding, then went to fetch the report and headed back to the


    intensive care unit.


    Brett had finished airing himself out and was about to push the door open when a nurse behind him


    stopped him.


    “Sit please wat”


    Brett turned to look at the person who ran to him out of breath, his eyes moving down to finally rest


    in the file she was holding


    “Sir, this is your wife’s medical examination report”


    Brett hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it. After flipping through it for a white, he


    stopped suddenly at the “Stomach Bleeding section with no other exnation.


    The nurse watched his facial expression carefully, seeing his eyes fixed on the “stomach bleeding”


    part, she suddenly had an urge to run away


    “Isn’t she suffering from stomach cancer? Why isn’t it on this record?”


    The nurse gave an awkward smile exining. Actually, your wife doesn’t have stomach cancer.”


    “You’re saying she doesn’t have it? She’s lying to me” Brett’s face remained the same, but a


    boundless chill spread from the depths of his eyes, making him uncontrobly intimidating.


    Feeling as if she was being stared down by a ferocious beast, the nurse’s legs weakened, but she


    forced herself to stay put. Hurriedly, she nodded


    “It’s your wife’s wish. If you want to ask her just go talk to her After saying this, she nced at the


    door nearby and thought of Izabe’s pate face. Comparing it to Brett’s fierce gaze right now, she


    couldn’t help but remind him, “But her situation was indeed very dangerous at that time Otherwise,


    they wouldn’t have asked you to sign the critical illness notice‘


    Brett didn’t take her advice in All he could think about was how Izabe and the hospital had


    deceived him, and that she didn’t have stomach cancer after all.


    The examination report in his hand was crumpled into a ball, soon bing nothing but a wad of


    waste paper