Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 375

The reporter awkwardly chuckled. After all, it wasn't long ago that Izabella and Casey were rumored to be an item. It was Casey's first relationship rumor, so they couldn't help but want to ask a few more questions about it.

The reporter asked a few questions about Casey's work, which he answered professionally and straightforwardly.

The journalists hoping to dig up some juicy news from Casey were bound to be disappointed. Ten minutes had passed and nothing had changed.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Dempsey, can we talk about your love life?"

"You can ask, and I can choose to answer or not," Casey replied coolly.

Gritting his teeth, the reporter asked, "Do you have someone you like recently?"

Casey said, "Love can be friendship, family, or romantic. So, I have many people I like."

The reporter emphasized, "I'm asking about romance."

"Well, I can choose not to answer. This is a test of your skills. Let's see if you can catch a glimpse of my private life."

Mr. Dempsey was too tricky to deal with, the reporter thought.

He was openly challenging the paparazzi, but who would dare to sneak pictures of him? Did they have a death wish?

Casey had only been in the industry for three years, but why was he so adept at handling the reporters' questions during interviews? He was like a cunning fox, and his attitude was quite good.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Dempsey, do you believe in love at first sight or in developing feelings after spending time together?"

Casey replied, "Both are necessary. Love at first sight is an important factor, but it can't sustain whatever comes next. If I like someone, I'll like her from the start and forever."

"Once you fall in love, you won't change."

Casey affirmed, "No, I'll only have eyes for her unless she doesn't want me anymore."

The reporter sniffed a hint of gossip and, suppressing his excitement, asked, "What would you do if you were in a relationship?"

"I'd do whatever she likes, of course. My understanding of love is that it's a joint effort. Love is mutual; only with mutual understanding can we face all difficulties together. No matter how tough the road ahead, I'll walk towards her without hesitation." Casey looked into the camera, his dark eyes filled with a gentle glow.

Izabella was momentarily lost in thought. She felt very at ease when she accidentally met his gaze.

Not only were they looking at each other through the screen of a phone, but also across time and space. Yet their exchange didn't feel out of place.

How could anyone describe love so beautifully?

So, this was what it felt like to be adored and missed by someone.

The feeling of being cherished and being the only one in his eyes far exceeded her imagination.

When it came to marriage, women didn't have many standards, but it's important to be clear that she’s getting married and not completely dedicating herself to another family.

There's a big difference between the two. Getting married meant starting a family together, no marrying into a man's family and becoming someone else's family.

Why were women becoming more independent and less willing to marry? Family was the biggest factor.

The old Izabella was a naive woman who only believed in love. She caught a glimpse of him when she was young, and she could accompany that man for more than ten years. She knew Brett didn't love her, but she still tried to be with him. A loveless marriage was bound to be short-lived, and the one who loved more deeply was bound to get hurt more.

"Do you like him?" Izabella asked.

Nikki lifted its paw and touched Casey's face in the photo.

Nikki was easy to please, just like Izabella used to be. As long as someone was kind to it, it would like them. But in truth, Nikki liked it more when people were kind to Izabella. Only if they were nice to Izabella would it accept them.

Cats usually rested during the day and were more excited at night, but Nikki was quiet all the time. If it wasn't lying in its cat bed, it was sneaking out to sit by Izabella's bed and watch her sleep after she fell asleep. It would watch her for a long time, and if Izabella didn't wake up in the middle of it, it would watch her all night.

In the dark, its eyes would enlarge as it watched Izabella's peaceful, sleeping face. It would cautiously move closer and nuzzle her hair.

Cats knew how long they can live. It knew its time was running out, so it wanted to find someone to take good care of her.

Nikki hung her head low, one ear drooping lonely. It wanted to find a comfortable position to lie down, but no matter how it lay, its battered body was in pain. Even breathing hurt.

Nikki was quietly snoozing next to Izabella, planting a kiss on her fingertips before gently nudging her with its head.

Being a cat, she had a ton of wishes. She'd waited for Izabella to come pick her up, but she also wanted to see her happy. She wanted to see her laugh and to see her give birth to a beautiful baby, but she might not be around to see all that.

"Izabella, I hope you find happiness in this life and get everything you wish for. Maybe one day, not too far from now, I'll disappear, but it's not that I'm leaving you. I'm just heading off to the next life a bit earlier to wait for you."

When Izabella woke up, she saw Nikki curled up and asleep next to her hand. She reached out and stroked his head.

Every time she saw Nikki asleep, she felt a pang of fear. She was scared it might not wake up and leave her.

It wasn't until she heard Nikki's soft purring that she could finally breathe easily.