Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 194

Izabella lay on the wooden planks, her breath so weak that if her eyes weren't open, you'd think she was dead.

"Bring up that idiot we caught the day before yesterday."

Izabella tilted her head, as her hearing had become muffled due to the five injections. She couldn't make out the man's voice clearly.

There was a sound outside, followed by a "thud-" as if a sandbag had fallen to the ground.

Izabella finally reacted - the person they brought in was Ryker.

Why was Ryker here?

Ryker also looked like he had been tortured, but he appeared in better spirits than Izabella. His mouth was stuffed with a cloth, so he couldn't speak. He could only stare at the dying Izabella on the ground with his bloodshot eyes, like an angry lion.

He knelt on the ground, but upon seeing Izabella, he crawled forward without fear of pain. Unfortunately, his hands were tied behind his back, and his legs were broken, making it difficult for him to move.

Izabella slowly turned her gaze to the man in front of her.

The man sensed her gaze, looking down at her blood-stained face condescendingly.

"Do you think Brett would regret seeing you like this?"

Regret? Brett's world didn't have that word. He never regretted his decisions.

From the moment he decided to exchange her, he had anticipated this outcome. Knowing this, how could he regret it?

The pain Izabella experienced today was unbearable. Even after the pain subsided, the mere thought of it would resonate deep within her soul.

She glanced at Ryker, who was no longer afraid now that he had nothing left to lose. However, she didn't want to see him suffer like she did.

Ryker cared about her. Although they hadn't known each other long, he was sincere about her.

She recalled the promise he made in the warehouse that day.

-"I will take care of everything for you if you are scared."

I don't need your help, I just need you to be safe and sound.

"Are you wondering why this idiot was here?" The man asked with a grin.

"I want to enjoy the show." He liked torturing those around Brett, especially those he cared about. Knowing that Brett was secretly investigating Ryker, he seized the opportunity to capture him.

Eventually, he learned that Ryker and Izabella had a special relationship, so what's the better way to inflict maximum pain? Let her watch as those who loved her fell one by one.

The man crouched down, roughly grabbed Izabella by the silver chain on her neck, and forced her to face Ryker's direction.

"A retarded idiot. No one will care if he dies, right?"

Izabella shook her head angrily.

"Let him go."

Ryker shouted hoarsely, "Izabella, let her go! Whatever you want to do to her, come at me!"

If Izabella were a bit more clear-headed, she would have noticed that Ryker's eyes and speech were different from his dumb and silly demeanor.

The man grew impatient with her hesitation, pulled out a gun, and aimed it at Ryker. Izabella suddenly grabbed his pants, shaking her head in fear, "I'll call now. Please don't kill him."

Ryker was too far away to hear them but noticed the man pointing the gun at him. He could only guess that he was threatening Izabella.

"Bella, I'm fine. I'm not afraid to die. Don't promise him anything." He had already died once fifteen years ago and had since been unafraid. The only thing he couldn't bear was leaving Izabella behind. He had only just remembered that Cry Baby, but now he would die again.

Tears filled Izabella's eyes as she stared at the phone thrown next to her hand.

Her arms could hardly move, but her fingers were still capable. She strained her eyes to see the screen clearly and dialed Brett's number.

The call went through, and Izabella counted the waiting beeps, praying that Brett would answer. Unfortunately, the cold automated voice on the other side shattered her hope.

"Sorry, the person you called is not answering."

As the voice rang through the phone, a chill went down Izabella's spine.

"Nine chances left." The man took out a box from under the table with a sly smile, and opened it to reveal a row of steel needles.

Before Izabella could react, the man gripped her left wrist, smirking, "Such lovely fingers, I almost can't bear to hurt them."

He chuckled before getting to work.

"Ah!" Izabella screamed in pain.

She thought her body had already numbed from all the suffering, but the man always found new ways to hurt her even more...