Chapter 53
Izabe breathed a sigh of relief when things quieted down outside her door. Now she knew that
Brett must have gone to Kaley''s room. Good thing Kaley''s room was far away, otherwise, she''d
have to listen to things that she shouldn''t have.
With Brett gone, Izabe should have been able to sleep peacefully tonight. But she found that she
just couldn''t fall asleep. Her body ached everywhere and her head was ufortable. She got up
and rummaged through her drawer to find a bottle of sleeping pills. She took two and dozed off.
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Brett woke up pretty early, but when he went downstairs, he found that someone else had gotten up
even earlier. The tantalizing aroma of breakfast greeted him as he walked into the dining room.
The kitchen door was a frosted sliding door. Although it was closed, he could still see a blurry figure
inside.
Seeing the person in the kitchen made him feel a warmth that spread through his body, soothing
every organ. Brett didn''t enter the kitchen right away, but stood outside and watched the busy figure
inside.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Brett found himself staring at the person inside, blurting out in
surprise, "Howe it''s you?"
Kaley was also taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that Brett had mistaken her for
Izabe.
"I was worried that the breakfast Izabe made wouldn''t suit your taste, so I decided to get up and
do it myself..."
Brett realized his mistake too and felt a bit awkward and annoyed. He couldn''t understand why he
would mistake Kaley for Izabe recently.
With a hum, he diverted the topic with an uneasy gaze into the kitchen, "What delicious food are
you making for breakfast?"
"Sandwiches and hot milk. Let me bring them out."
As Kaley turned to get the hot milk, Brett went inside and said, "Be careful, it''s hot. Let me carry it.
Stand back so you don''t get burned."
Brett always showed gentleness and affection towards Kaley, while the malicious, vicious sides of
him were reserved only for Izabe.
Kaley had prepared breakfast for just the two of them. ncing upstairs, she asked, "Should we
call Izabe down for breakfast?"
"No need, she''s still sleeping," Brett replied nkly. "We don''t need to mention her when we''re
together. It''ll make you feel ufortable."
Kaley had a gentle nature, and since the two of them had grown up together, they had a close
rtionship. Brett did like Kaley, and he wanted to be kind and gentle to her.
The only w in their romance was that he had no physical desire for her.
Brett initially thought he might be asexual, but then he met Izabe, an exception in his life.
She was like a captivating subus whose every glimpse and smile captured his heart. She broke
through the tightly closed barriers within him, and he couldn''t resist her pull.
Brett felt guilty and owed Kaley, so he would try his best to please her.
The two of them could get along easily, enjoying their time together. Kaley wished Izabe could
see the two of them like this.
Brett got a call from work and had to leave. As he walked out the door, Kaley hurriedly handed him
an umbre. "The weather''s badtely, take an umbre with you."
As she said this, her eyes were fixed on Brett, full of warmth and love.
Kaley couldn''tpete with Izabe in terms of appearance, but her eyes were beautiful - in fact, if
one looked closely, they resembled Izabe''s eyes.
"Alright," Brett took the umbre and left.
Kaley stood at the door, watching him go. Her right hand clenched around her neck, gradually
tightening as the grip increased, leaving red marks on her neck.
Izabe, on the other hand, woke up because she was hungry. She got up, stretched out her legs,
and skillfully ordered some breakfast on her phone.
After freshening up, she went downstairs and heard the TV in the living room, only then did she
remember that Kaley was now living in the house with her.
Kaley saw Izabeing down and showed a faint, ambiguous smile. "Izabe, did you sleep well
last night?"