Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 196

The doctor had seen countless patients with injuries, but had never seen anyone as severely injured as Izabella.

Her wounds made people shudder just by looking at them.

After hearing the doctor's words, Brett almost fainted.

The doctor was too tired to observe Brett's complexion and continued, "I can't imagine how she made it this far."

The doctors had great empathy, and when they tried to save Izabella in the ICU, all the medical staff frowned.

"Mr. Windham, there's something I must tell you beforehand... her hand will be disabled, even after the wound heals." There was no fluctuation in her tone, but it shocked Brett to the point where he couldn't breathe. "Disabled? What do you mean?"

"Her finger nerves are destroyed. She can live a normal life, but she won't be as agile as before." Writing and typing would become a challenge, and the pain would accompany her for the rest of her life, especially during winter.”, the doctor hesitated to say more, because according to Izabella's condition, she might not make it that far.

Brett felt emotionally out of control. He had just given Izabella a violin not long ago, and she had played a tune on it. But now the doctor was telling him that her hands were disabled and she couldn't live a normal life.

Playing the violin required the most finger flexibility, and Izabella may never be able to play the violin again for the rest of her life.

Brett lost control of his emotions, "Her hand?"

"Didn't you notice?"

At that time, Izabella was covered in blood, and out of fear, he didn't dare to investigate further.

"I suppose so..." The doctor murmured. Thinking back to the scene made the doctor shudder involuntarily again, "Can you imagine how we removed those things?"

Brett couldn't imagine the surgical process, let alone the torture Izabella must have gone through.

A dark image popped up in Brett's mind, coldness spread across his face, and tears streamed down. He dared not think about how Izabella had endured the past hour or so.

That was Izabella, the pride of R City's women, once flawless and perfect, now battered and bruised.

—"Brett, if I don't make it back, I hope you won't hold anything against the Felton family and please donate my alimony."

—"Brett, let's never see each other again."