Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 83

Presley arranged a young female doctor for Izabella, 25 years old, named Amelia.

Amelia had long, soft hair tied in a bun, making her face look very young.

Izabella's first impression of Amelia was that of a cheerful and lively good girl, but after chatting for 10 minutes, she didn't see her smile at all, and her temperament was quite dull.

When Amelia knew Izabella was pregnant, she said straight-faced, "You're not in a good condition to be pregnant right now." Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Izabella was stunned and turned to look at Presley.

“Don’t look at him. You know your own body, and whether it's for the child or for yourself, it's not suitable for pregnancy. Just find a time to get an abortion," Amelia added a few examples, even clearer than Izabella had thought.

"You can't blame me for speaking bluntly, but I'm just stating the facts. Whether you want to keep the baby or not, it's up to you."

This girl was so straightforward that it's kind of scary. Izabella's impression of her changed. In two words, she's reliable.

Both Presley and the previous doctor who checked her advised her to have the baby. Only Amelia advised her to get an abortion.

Izabella gently placed her hand on her abdomen. "I'm planning on getting rid of it too."

Amelia nodded in agreement, "But your situation is not suitable for an abortion now. Let's wait for a week or two for you to get better and come back to the hospital. I'll perform the surgery for you personally."

Amelia had heard about Izabella's fear of pain from Presley.

Izabella nodded.

The two of them settled the matter like this, with Presley on the side unable to put even a word in, giving Amelia a somewhat resentful look. All the persuasion before was in vain.

Amelia wasn't aware of Presley's hints, and she said to Izabella, "Then you'll be my patient from now on."

"Alright." Despite Amelia's young age, Izabella felt a sense of security being around her.

Amelia prescribed some medicine for Izabella, which cost over 700 dollars. She took her medicine and test results and left the examination room.

Ryker was still waiting for her outside the door, expressionless.

There were many people in the hospital, and when they saw such a handsome man standing there, they all turned their heads to look.

Ryker seemed to hate being stared at and lowered his head. When he saw Izabella come out, his eyes lit up and he walked towards her.

Izabella held the bag, "Let's go back.”

Ryker nodded and took a cautionary glance at Presley standing beside Izabella. Seeing him petting Izabella's head, he clenched his fist.

He didn't like this doctor.

Presley was going to send Izabella out of the hospital but was called to the surgical ward by a nurse.

Izabella walked ahead, and Ryker followed her closely, staring at her long hair. He raised his hand wanting to pet her head as well, but in the end, rationality made him put his hand down.

The dean said not to touch girls randomly. It’s not polite.

Izabella didn't notice Ryker's thoughts at all.

"Do you know that doctor?"

"What?" Izabella turned her head and saw Ryker's curious expression. She could roughly understand what he wanted to ask.

She replied, "He's a brother I grew up with."

Hearing that it was just a brother, Ryker's frowned brow relaxed, and his whole person seemed joyful.

Izabella had been watching his face since then, and at this moment, it was like the sun breaking through the clouds, so dazzling that she couldn't look away.

Izabella shook her head secretly, not knowing why she had to explain her relationship with Presley to Ryker.

When they reached the hospital entrance, Izabella hailed a taxi and went back to the orphanage first. When they arrived, Ryker got off the car and waited for her.

"You go back, I won't go with you."

Ryker got anxious. He wasn't very smart, so when he encountered difficulties, he could only stomp his feet and stand in place anxiously, unable to speak tactful words. He shook his head and said, "No."

"Don't worry, I'll come back another day."

Ryker didn't believe it. He had seen too many people who never came back after leaving the orphanage, and he had heard what Izabella said from others many times, they never kept their words.

"My car is still parked at the orphanage, and I can't drive it today. I'll definitely go back to pick it up another day," Izabella patiently persuaded him, "Trust me, I'll come back for sure, and I'll bring you cookies then."

"Really?" Ryker's clear eyes were already turning red, looking quite pitiful.

"Really!" Izabella assured him again, "You be good at the orphanage and help the dean take care of the children, okay?"

Izabella softened her tone, her voice tender, and Ryker reluctantly looked at Izabella.

"Okay."

Izabella closed the car door and told the driver to leave.

The car had driven quite a distance, and she could still see Ryker's figure in the rearview mirror.

There was a strange feeling in her heart. Izabela couldn't quite describe it. It was like eating ice cream mixed with medicine - sweet at first, then bitter, and finally all kinds of flavors lingering in her heart made her feel uncomfortable.

She saw her own shadow in Ryker. She used to also watch Brett leave from afar like this, and so anxiously waiting for every answer he gave.

She couldn't understand why she could see these things in Ryker as well when they barely knew each other for a day.

Could it be that the idiot had fallen for her?

What Izabella didn't know was that Ryker liked her so much that he wanted to hide her away from the world.

Ryker had a profound and inexplicable sense of dependency on Izabella. He not only cared deeply for her, but also felt a strong sense of pity for her and couldn't bear to see her in pain. In fact, the mere thought of her suffering caused him to go into a frenzy, making him feel as though he was losing his mind. When he saw someone else touch her, he'd be jealous. If Izabella suddenly ignored him, he'd do everything he could to make her happy.