Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 157

After dealing with Heckter, Brett returned to the hospital.

His face, originally pale and tense, eased up a bit upon seeing Izabella, who remained unconscious.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Brett asked anxiously.

The doctor then explained, "Ms. Salotti has a sedative in her bloodstream and has experienced a significant shock. It's possible she won't regain consciousness until tomorrow."

Hearing "sedative," a chill ran up Brett's spine, his heart tightened and relaxed, and tightened again. He dared not think what would have happened to Izabella if he had been just a bit later.

Brett had not even had time to change his clothes, which were stained with blood. The doctor suggested, "Mr. Windham, why don't I look after Ms. Salotti while you go and change your clothes?"

Brett glanced at his clothes only then and noticed the bloodstains. "I'll have my assistant bring something over."

With that, the doctor didn't press any further and left after giving a few reminders.

Liam arrived at the hospital, carrying a set of clothes, and caught sight of Brett seated beside Izabella's bed, gently clasping her hand. Brett's face was partially obscured by shadows, making it difficult to discern his expression, yet there was a glimmer of warmth in his eyes.

Warmth? Liam was taken aback to witness such a tender expression on Brett's face.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Suddenly, Brett's voice broke the silence, cutting through the air with coldness. "Why are you just standing there at the door?" Startled, Liam released his grip on the clothes and realized his initial perception had deceived him.

Liam walked in, carefully carrying a suitcase. "President Windham, your and your wife's clothes and toiletries are all in here."

Seeing Brett's furrowed brow, the doctor tried to reassure him, "Don't worry, she'll definitely wake up tomorrow. You should rest too. Don't be too exhausted to take care of her when she wakes up."

Brett nodded.

As Brett fixated his gaze on Izabella's face, the doctor recognized his deep concern. Sensing the need for privacy, the doctor quietly exited the room, gently closing the door behind him.

Brett tenderly caressed Izabella's pale countenance, observing how she always seemed to find herself battered and bruised. Despite her evident care for those around her, she appeared to neglect her own well-being. It troubled Brett that Izabella would willingly take such risks, venturing into an underground casino alone for someone like Lucas.

Yet, he couldn't deny his own culpability, as both he and Heckter had exploited her vulnerability through their association with Lucas.

Brett leaned against the headboard and pressed his throbbing temple, trying to soothe his headache.