Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 618

Who on earth is kind to Bella for no reason? Giving her clothes, helping her move—God knows what else they might have done together in that car.

Nate felt nauseous, a thorn lodged in his heart, itching to be yanked out.

At this moment, Nate failed to see that it all started with his own wrongdoing. He blamed everything on Bella, suspecting she'd been plotting her escape all along, eager to cut him out of her life the moment she left.

She hadn't taken any of the clothes or jewelry he'd given her, probably because she'd snagged herself a rich guy like David who could buy her anything.

Nate felt betrayed.

To him, ignoring Bella was punishment enough, but he couldn't swallow his pride.

A single call to her agency could ruin her career.

Yet Nate restrained himself.

What was Bella to him, after all? He shouldn't waste his time and energy on her.

That’s what Nate thought during the day.

But at night, his dreams were bizarre. Bella turned into someone else, entangled with a guy named Brett Casey, with other men. He called her name, but she didn't look back, her gaze indifferent, her cold eyes sending chills down his spine. He woke up in terror.

The saying goes, "What you think about in the day, you'll dream of at night." Was he afraid of Bella being with other men?

Impossible.

Nate's head throbbed as he tried to shake off the feeling that if he let Bella go this time, he'd never see her again. It was a strange thought; as long as you're alive, you're bound to cross paths again... unless someone dies.

Could Bella die?

Bella was like a dandelion—seemingly fragile, but resilient. She'd survived everything her small village threw at her; suicide was unlikely.

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