Chapter 52


    Brett had feelings for Izabe, and even he probably didn''t know it himself.


    With her eyes closed, Kaley thought about the sounds she had heard outside her room today. Her


    heart felt like it was being twisted and tied up with ropes. She clenched her fists hard, filled with


    anger and jealousy.


    Why didn''t Izabe jump off the building like her father did? Why didn''t she just die and stop stealing


    her ce?


    Her fingertips stuck into her palm, however, she was unaware. Now that she had moved into Quiet


    Forest Estates, she had plenty of time to deal with the threats to her, one step at a time, starting


    with today.


    With that realization, Kaley''s tension eased a bit. She opened her eyes and resumed her innocent


    and harmless demeanor.


    "I noticed Izabe didn''t look so well. Is she sick?"


    "What could be wrong with her?" Although he said that, Brett couldn''t help thinking of Izabe''s


    stomach problems. She hadn''t eaten much at noon, and he didn''t know if her stomach problems


    would re up again...


    "She''ll be fine, you don''t have to worry about her. Just take good care of yourself." His words were


    for Kaley, but they were mostly meant tofort himself.


    Kaley bit her lip, her beautiful eyes filling with tears. "I feel like she doesn''t really wee me here.


    Maybe I should just move back... but I don''t want to leave you."


    "You don''t need to move out. That property is under my name now, and you can stay if I say so." He


    admitted that he had ulterior motives for letting Kaley and Izabe live together, but he didn''t think


    there was anything wrong with the arrangement.


    He and Izabe were not yet divorced, and the house had been transferred to his name. He could


    do whatever he wanted with it, and it was not up to Izabe to decide.


    Kaley nodded, leaning satisfied in Brett''s embrace. "Brett, you''re so kind."


    "I''ll arrange for a maid to take care of you since it''s inconvenient to cook at home," Brett said.


    "Can I choose the maid myself?" Kaley asked.


    "Sure, just make the arrangements," Brett agreed.


    Kaley was finally satisfied.


    The two lingered outside for the afternoon. Kaley went shopping and got Brett to apany her to


    a movie. By the time they came out, it was alreadyte.


    "Shall we eat dinner before going back? Izabe probably hasn''t prepared anything," Kaley


    suggested.


    That’s like something Izabe would do, so Brett agreed. Kaley knew Brett''s taste, and they chose a


    western restaurant for dinner.


    When they returned to Quiet Forest Estates, it was already 10 pm. The vi was pitch dark and


    incredibly cold and empty, as if no one lived there. Brett was suddenly ufortable, feeling a


    sense of emptiness as he entered the living room.


    Even though Kaley was by his side, loneliness seemed inescapable.


    He hade backte before, but Izabe always left a light on for him and kept food warm in the


    kitchen in case he was hungry. If she knew he''d been out socializing, she would sit quietly on the


    living room sofa waiting for him, then bring him a hangover remedy when he returned.


    Brett realized that thest time he hade back drunk was two months ago. It didn''t seem that


    long ago, but it felt like years.


    Kaley noticed him deep in thought and gently shook his hand. "What are you thinking about?"


    "Nothing," Brett looked at her sideways. "You must be tired. Go freshen up. It''s your first day here,


    so get some rest."


    "Where are you sleeping tonight?" Kaley asked, half-expectant and half-shy.


    Apparently, Brett didn''t understand the implication in her words. "I''ll go back to my own room to


    sleep."


    Kaley''s expression immediately stiffened. In order not to let Brett see the twisted expression in her


    eyes, she quickly lowered her head and tried to calm her voice. "Alright, I''ll go freshen up first."


    Each bedroom had a separate washroom. Kaley had her own n, intentionally leaving the door


    slightly ajar to make it easy for Brett toe in. She even changed into a sexy nightgown for


    tonight.


    But after she finished showering, Brett never appeared. Thest flicker of hope in her heart was


    extinguished like a cold shower pouring on her head. She got up to open the door and saw a faint


    light in the dark hallway.


    Brett was standing at Izabe''s door.


    Kaley clenched her teeth tightly until she tasted blood, then let go. The pain on her lips was


    unbearable, but it was nothingpared to the heartache.


    What did she look like now? Like a prostitute waiting for her sugar daddy?


    Her hatred for Izabe grew even stronger.


    Brett stood at the door, tried to push it open, but it was locked from the inside.


    He knocked three times, but there was no response. His eyes grew dark, and his face looked even


    more sinister in the shadows.


    Izabe was clearly not letting him in, even if she heard the knocking.


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    He checked the time again, and it was almost 11 pm. If he called her now, he would probably wake


    Kaley up.


    Kaley tightly gripped the doorknob, hiding her eyes, which were as poisonous as a snake''s. As soon


    as Brett turned around, she retreated into her room.


    She thought Brett had given up on going to Izabe''s room and wasing to hers. Instead, she


    heard the sound of the door closing in the neighboring guest room after waiting for a while.


    Kaley pursed her lips, her eyes reddening once more. Brett would rather sleep in a cold guest room


    thane to her room.