Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 455

Once Beck and Wendy left, the house immediately returned to its peaceful state.

"Did my parents cause you any trouble?"

Izabella shook her head, "No." She discreetly slipped the cheque into her pocket, unnoticed by Casey.

"If they just show up uninvited next time, you can refuse to open the door."

"Your dad's a good guy, and your sister's pretty sensible." Casey had a happy and harmonious family, something Izabella had never dared to dream of.

Such a family had shaped Casey, she was grateful to them. There was no way she would leave his father and sister out in the cold.

Thinking of the cheque, Casey curiously asked, "How much did my father write on the cheque?"

Izabella took a sip of her coffee and replied, "I didn't see clearly, but it's definitely not equal to your whole worth."

Casey cautiously asked, "Then how much do you think I'm worth?"

Izabella answered bluntly, "A lot, probably more than I could earn in my lifetime."

Casey sat next to Izabella, their bodies close, sharing the brief tranquility.

When people were quiet, they could feel their heartbeat. He could feel his own heartbeat, even the circulation of blood throughout his body. He watched as Izabella sipped her coffee, her eyes filled with tender fondness.

So he was so precious in Izabella's heart, worth more than she could earn in a lifetime. Did this mean their feelings could continue into the next life?

Izabella said she didn't sweet-talk, but every word she said about him deeply touched his heart. This invisible attraction was the deadliest.

"Do you want to watch TV?"

"Sure."

Casey picked up the remote, turned to Izabella's favorite channel, and they sat together, fingers intertwined, watching TV.

Izabella rested her head on Casey's shoulder, "You mentioned earlier that you already thought of the name for our child?"

Casey responded in a low voice, feeling slightly embarrassed, his face reddened.

Izabella smiled slightly, "What name did you think of?"

"I'm telling you, no laughing."

"I won't laugh."

Casey hesitated, "If it's a girl, she'll be called Celeste Dempsey, if it's a boy, Boris Salotti."

Izabella couldn't help but laugh.

Casey frowned, "You promised not to laugh."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it." After laughing, she felt a warmth in her heart, "Tomorrow is the day before Christmas, do you want to go home?"

"Go home? Where?"

"Back to your house."

"Isn't this my house?" Casey felt that wherever Izabella was, that was home.

It's like forgetting his mother after getting a wife.

Casey explained, "I told my mom on the 24th, she understands that you might feel uncomfortable with them, so she specifically told me to take good care of you and spend Christmas together."

When Christmas was mentioned, it was already her fourth year after she passed away. Being with Casey, she completely forgot that it was her death anniversary.

Izabella said: "Let's go back on Christmas Eve, what should we buy for the next time?" The last time they went to the Dempsey family, they were in a hurry and only brought some health products.

"My parents don't need anything, but if you want to give a gift, you could ask my sister."

"Alright, it's settled."

"Hold on, the bell will ring soon."

The host on TV was also loudly counting down: "10, 9, 8, 7..."

At this moment, her phone in her pocket began to vibrate. Izabella picked it up, it was a strange call. She instinctively answered it.

A man's hoarse voice came from the phone, "Izabella, Merry Christmas."

"3."

"2."

"1."

The bell rang at midnight, a loud noise erupted from the sky, beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the entire sky.

Izabella clutched her phone, looking up at Casey in front of her, "I wish you health, happiness, and joy every day in the future, may all the wishes in your heart come true."

Izabella hung up the call, putting the phone back into her pocket.

"Merry Christmas, Casey. I hope I can be with you for every year to come."

The dazzling fireworks lit up Izabella's face, and her eyes were even brighter than the neon lights.

The fireworks were beautiful, but the one watching them was even more so.

Was it because the firework-watching Izabella was too beautiful, or her words too touching, that Casey's heart started to race?

"I promise you, I'll be with you every Christmas from here on out." Casey held Izabella's hand.

Thinking of Izabella receiving a phone call earlier, he asked, "Who was it on the phone just now?"

"It was a nuisance call, I'll block them later."