Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 160

Izabella was lying there with nothing to do, unable to sleep, so she figured she might as well strike up a conversation.

"Where's Heckter?"

"He's been taken care of," Brett stated, his expression devoid of emotion, yet a glimmer of coldness flickered in his eyes when he mentioned Heckter. He had hoped Izabella would broach the topic of the "body-selling agreement" on her own, but after waiting for a while, all he received was a nonchalant "oh" from her, without any further discussion. "I have already torn up the agreement you signed, so Heckter won't trouble you anymore, and your brother will be safe," he assured her.

Izabella's face changed, "Whether he's fine or not has nothing to do with me anymore."

From the moment Heckter drugged her and Lucas abandoned her, she decided to cut ties with him.

She couldn't bring herself to keep compromising under Brett for the sake of such a selfish and inhumane brother.

As Izabella lay in bed, her previously unfocused gaze suddenly locked onto Brett's handsome face. "Brett, I want a divorce," she declared. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Brett's eyes flickered momentarily, as he swiftly suppressed the panic welling up inside him. He responded with a touch of sarcasm, "I haven't even inquired about that body-selling agreement you signed, and you're already seeking a divorce? Is this how you fulfill your duties as a wife?" Izabella repeated the phrase "body-selling agreement" in a bewildered manner, then reality crashed back upon her. Hadn't Heckter swapped out the original IOU with the body-selling agreement while she was drinking, and she unwittingly signed it?

Since Brett had torn up the agreement, he must have read everything on it. Did he think she was dirty now? That she could sell her self-esteem and body to save Lucas?

But since she had decided to divorce him, his misunderstanding wasn't that important.

"The body-selling agreement is exactly what you think. I sold myself to save Lucas."

Brett didn't even want to confirm whether the agreement was real or fake. Simply because of Izabella's words, he was furious.

"Divorce? Don't even think about it!"

Upon hearing Brett's words, Izabella smiled and said, "Brett, I'm dirty."

Brett looked cold and indifferent. "You can just wash it off, besides, you're not dirty."

Izabella shook her head, "But my heart is. I'm not the same Izabella who only had you in her heart and liked you." She looked calm and peaceful, "I really think our relationship is meaningless."

"Whether it's meaningless or not is for me to decide." Brett suddenly stood up, the veins on his forehead bulging, "No matter what you say, I will not divorce you."

Izabella's face was haggard, so haggard that it made people feel heartbroken.

She partially closed her eyes and stated firmly, "Brett, this time I will divorce you no matter what. Just wait for the court summons."

Witnessing her determination, Brett's eyes darkened, and he sneered, "Aren't you afraid I'll harm those close to you?"

"Are you referring to Lucas? Or the Felton family?" Izabella seemed to perceive his thoughts and retorted coldly, "I can barely take care of myself, so what right do I have to concern myself with

them? Whether you choose to harm Lucas or even take his life, it's of no consequence to me."

Ever since Lucas deceived her by luring her to the underground gambling city and subsequently abandoning her, she no longer considered him her brother.

Furthermore, her own demise was imminent. What significance did family hold in such a fleeting existence? With her eyes closed, everything would fade into oblivion.

Brett always proceeded carefully and strategically, following the plan step by step, but he didn't know why things went wrong with Izabella.

As Izabella coldly talked about wanting to divorce him, there was also unmistakable hatred in her eyes, she really hated him.

During the peaceful months they spent together, maybe he was the only one indulging himself in this illusion.

Seeing Izabella's cold gaze at him, his heart felt as if it was being gnawed by something, causing intense pain.

"Do you really not care about anything?"

"Yes."

Brett's face became gloomy, "Then I'll give you the chance to sue for divorce, but if the judge doesn't rule it, you'll be tied to me forever, unable to do anything but have children. Can you bear that, Izabella?"