Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 221

Kaley's flight was in the afternoon, so Brett arranged her accommodation in advance and sent someone to pick her up.

It was inevitable that Kaley would run into Izabella when she came to J City, and Brett started to get anxious, fearing things would once again slip out of his control.

When Izabella woke up, he told her that Kaley would come this afternoon.

Izabella was a bit surprised and felt like she had heard the name "Kaley" somewhere before, asking, "Who's Kaley?"

Seeing her lack of reaction, Brett felt slightly relieved, "I forgot you have amnesia, Kaley is the goddaughter my mother adopted."

"So, she's your sister?" Asked Izabella.

"I guess so." Said Brett.

Izabella didn't dig deeper, "Speaking of which, you've never talked to me about your family. Where are your parents? How long has it been since you last went home?"

Brett answered, "last time I went back was three years ago."

"Three years ago?" Izabella slightly frowned, "What's the situation with your family?"

Brett whispered, "My parents passed away in an accident when I was ten."

Izabella was shocked and felt a suffocating pain in her heart. She didn't know what Brett had gone through all these years to be so calm about sharing such a devastating past.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Muttered Izabella.

Brett couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her teary eyes, gently rubbed her head and said, "It's not your fault. If there's anything else you want to know, just ask."

For now, the Windham family was in disarray, Patrick Windham didn't die, the patriarch position was vacant and everyone wanted to fight for it. It was also the reason his parents died.

In the face of interests, so-called friends and family were insignificant.

"I rarely go back, and I don't intend to take you with me to go back, Bella, do you mind?" Asked Brett.

After thinking about it, Izabella shook her head seriously and replied, "No, you have your reasons. Besides, I'm living with you, not your family."

If Brett never told her about this, she might have complained or even resented him, but now she wouldn't.

Couples should have a basic level of trust, and she knew Brett was for her own good.

The Windham family was probably not as simple as she thought.

Even with physical therapy, Izabella's hands couldn't recover - they were half-crippled and needed help with basic tasks, such as washing her face, brushing her teeth, getting dressed, and even fastening her underwear. She would get super embarrassed, but after a while, she got used to it.

Life with Brett was very comfortable.

His care for her was top-notch.

Every day, regardless of his schedule, Brett would always get up earlier than Izabella, order breakfast and fetch hot water. When she woke up, the toothpaste would be all ready, and he would wash her face gently.

Brett had great taste, and every day the clothes he picked out from the wardrobe were always to Izabella’s liking. There really wasn’t a single flaw that could be found.

Today, Brett prepared a shirt and vest for Izabella. The shirt had too many buttons for her hands to handle, so she relied on the man in front of her.

From the bottom up, Brett buttoned her shirt, and paired it with a cashmere sweater that was both fresh and sweet.

"Can you braid my hair?" Izabella had already gotten used to letting him handle her hair.

Brett agreed, took her to the dressing table, patiently and skillfully braided her hair, and even picked out a crystal hairpin to adorn it.

"Your sister will arrive in J City this afternoon, let's prepare a bedroom for her."

"You don't have to worry about that - she won't be staying with us, I've already arranged a house for her."

The breakfast was prepared by Tiara and Katie. With her hands, Izabella could only eat with a spoon and fork. She kept her head down, her eyelashes fanned over her eyes like miniature fans.

After breakfast, Brett accompanied Izabella for a stroll around the neighborhood. The economy of J City was much better than that of R City, with skyscrapers and top-brand retail stores everywhere.

Women always had endless energy when shopping, and before they knew it, it was already noon. Brett received a call from Adrian asking if he would come back for lunch.

"We’re heading back." When Brett replied, his eyes were glued on Izabella. Noticing her untied shoelace, he naturally squatted down, holding the phone against his shoulder with his head tilted, and quickly tied her shoelace with both hands.

During the whole process, he kept talking to Adrian. When he finished tying the shoelace, the call was also over.

Izabella felt like her heart was gently grabbed by a hand. She was captivated by him and raised her hand to touch her chest, where it hurt a bit. The pain wasn't intense, but it lingered without going away.

The feeling was so abrupt, and it seemed like this was the first time she had tasted Brett's affection towards her.

"Let's go back for lunch," Brett said as he put down his phone and reached out to hold her hand.

Izabella looked at the extended hand, her mind racing with thoughts, and retreated a step to avoid it.

Brett's hand hovered awkwardly in mid-air for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Izabella didn't know what was wrong with her either; a sudden aversion made her think she was sick again.

"You didn't even ask for my opinion before telling the housekeeper we were heading back." Said Izabella.

Brett sighed with relief and said, "So that's why you're mad?" He leaned in slightly closer to Izabella's face, speaking gently, and his soft breath brushed against her face.

Izabella didn't reply but protested with her silence to prove that she was indeed mad.

People in love tend to have no fear. Brett wrapped his arms around her waist, "You need to go back to take your medicine. Remember to bring it with you next time we go out so we don't have to go back."

Izabella had a lot of medications, just for her stomach alone, there were several kinds. She had to take a handful each time, and stopping any of them wasn't an option.