Chapter 624 We Can Still Be Friends
At least Brandon didn't want Isabella dead.
Living was always better than dying, right?
"Kelvin! Let her go!" Brandon shouted as he ran over.
Kelvin let go without a word.
Isabella crumpled to the ground, clutching her neck, coughing like crazy, her face turning bright red. It took her a few minutes to catch her breath.
"Here, drink some water." Brandon knelt beside her, holding her. "Take it slow, don't choke."
Isabella took the water, her hands shaking, her eyes unfocused.
Brandon looked at her, worried. "Feeling any better?"
Isabella looked up at him.
"Brandon."
"Yeah, it's me."
"I know it's you, but you still treat me so well, still care about me." Isabella stared at
him, dazed. "Am I dreaming? Is this really happening?"
She reached out to touch Brandon's face.
Brandon didn't pull away.
Isabella started to smile. "It's real! It's you! Brandon!"
Brandon sighed. "Isabella, seeing you like this, it hurts me too. Don't be so stubborn
anymore. For yourself and for the Mitchell family, admit your mistake!"
"The Mitchell family? The Mitchell family isn't my home! But it is my home!" Isabella started crying again.
like she was
at Kelvin. "What's wrong with
Kelvin replied.
parents' biological daughter,"
paused for a few seconds and
to know;
Brandon fell silent.
Who told Isabella?
upset her and
Isabella asked. "Before you knew Penelope was the girl you were looking
Brandon stayed quiet.
breaking. "At this point, you still don't want to
grabbed Brandon's wrist,
Kelvin stood there, indifferent.
to hear Brandon's true
treated her as a friend, a confidant. Even though I clearly had feelings for her. Because I knew, the person I was supposed to marry wasn't her, but you, Isabella. You are my fiancée; we would always be together.
my family, not for love. Anyone
"Yes."
us for
want to marry the Mitchell family daughter," Isabella said. "You wanted to marry the girl in your memory. And
her. Until I found out she was the one I had been
Brandon couldn't hold back.
The joy was overwhelming.
the one
compare to her in his
"What about me, Brandon? Just now you were so good to me, caring for me; you should hate
together, how could I just watch you
hand, gripping her
into his eyes, empty and
seemed like an empty shell
can't save you," Brandon said. "Don't let me
shook
don't belong to me, and I don't belong to the Mitchell family. I can ignore your expectations
"Are you sure you want
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