Chapter 290
What would someone look like when their emotions were too overwhelming? Izabe slumped in
her wheelchair, crying andughing like a madwoman, her throat itching and her stomach churning.
She leaned on the armrest of her wheelchair,ughing until she felt like throwing up.
Izabe''s birth was due to an ident, her mother having sacrificed her life to save her. Ever since
she could remember, she had faced nothing but the disgusted and hateful looks of others,
constantly reminding her that she carried the weight of a life, and she shouldn''t have existed in this
world.
But...had anyone ever asked her if she wanted to be in this world?
She hated herself more than anyone, and if it not been for Ryker, who had carried her home from
the yground many years ago, she might not have made it this far.
Nathaniel had given her two choices: save her and she will stay by his side or die in an ident.
Without hesitation, Izabe chose the second option. But what kind of ident would it be?
Izabe didn''t know; she had always been afraid of pain, but in her 26 years she had endured the
agony of what felt like several lifetimes.
Sometimes she couldn''t help but wonder what other 26-year-olds were like. Were they in love?
Married? Or did they already have a healthy child...
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Surely they wouldn''t be like her, covered in wounds from head to toe, with a broken family and
disabled limbs, confined to a wheelchair.
She truly wished that all good people in the world would be rewarded, and not die young like her,
without ever having experienced true happiness.
In this world, one pitiful person like her was enough.
Izabe looked at the foggy sky outside, making her feel sleepy. There probably wouldn''t be any
snow this winter...
Listening to the voices on the television, she closed her eyes to rest for a bit.
Katie closed the bedroom door before leaving.
At eleven in the morning, Brett and Kaley appeared on the television. A perfect pair of beautiful
people, they were quite the match. Brett wore a ck suit, it was his engagement day, but his brow
furrowed and his expression serious as he faced those who came to congratte him.
Kaley, on the other hand, was all smiles, wearing a stunning haute couture gown and jewelry worth
millions. Although her figure couldn''tpare to Izabe''s, her long legs were her most attractive
feature.
Wearing a red fishtail gown with a slit up to her thigh, Kaley held a ss of red wine in one hand
while naturally and affectionately holding Brett''s right hand with the other, leaning her head on his
shoulder and confidently facing the shing cameras.
This confident look was strikingly simr to Izabe''s at one point.
"I didn''t expect the mayor toe," Kaley said excitedly, tugging Brett''s hand gently, "Will your
grandfathere?"
Inparison to the mayor, she was more looking forward to meeting Patrick Windham, whose
status was much higher than that of the mayor. As long as he came, her position as Ms. Windham
would be secure.
Brett didn''t miss the greed in her eyes, and he withdrew his hand annoyedly. Clearing his throat, he
loosened his tie, "He won''te. You''re a servant''s child, no one will take you seriously."
Kaley''s face turned ugly, as Brett''s words were like a p in her face. She had spent years trying to
remove the stain, but now he had thrown it right back in her face.
Her smile was barely holding, "Brett, do you hate me that much?"
"Hate?" Brett looked at her leisurely, a mocking smile in his eyes as if ridiculing her arrogance. "I
don''t need to hate you, it''s just a little disgusting and hard to ept. Like a fly on a steak, it''s not
disgusting if you don''t see it, but it''s disgusting if you eat it and then find out, especially after
praising the steak for being delicious. Get it?"
Kaley clenched her teeth, she didn''t want to understand!
As the engagement party continued, Brett grew impatient, frequently ncing at his watch, wanting
it to end soon.
It took some time for Kaley to recover after being humiliated, but the smile on her face seemed
forced no matter how you looked at it.
At that moment, a man walked into the room. There were many people at the event, and the sudden
appearance of someone wouldn''t attract much attention.
However, Kaley spotted him, and her recently-recovered smile instantly copsed. She turned pale,
beads of cold sweat streaming down her face. How could it be him? How could Nathaniel be here?
There was no doubt that Kaley feared Nathaniel the most. His methods were extremely twisted, and
just seeing him made her feel pain in her legs.
Not daring to make a sound, Kaley quietly hid behind Brett.
Brett noticed her strange behavior and casually nced in a certain direction, finally settling on
Nathaniel’s figure, Brett’s gaze became colder.
Nathaniel took a ss of red wine from a waiter and raised it to Brett from afar, looking utterly at
ease.
Ignoring him, Brett shifted his gaze away.
At 11:30, the climax of the engagement banquet was only half an hour away.
Meanwhile, tens of miles away at a vi, thick smoke filled the air. Izabe was awakened from her
light doze by the choking smoke.
The sound of sizzling came from outside the room, and Izabe smelled a mixture of gasoline and
gas. Her eyshes trembled, not expecting Nathaniel to arrange for her to die by being burned
alive.
Her throat was already itching, and now the smoke made her cough incessantly. An explosion
sounded outside, the ground shook, and the bedroom door wobbled, threatening to copse soon.
Izabe was no longer afraid of death. In fact, she was looking forward to its arrival. However, a
cat''s cry disrupted her thoughts.
Niki ran out from under the bed, frightened and whining. Izabe''s pupils constricted, her heart
suddenly feeling cold.