From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 681 Brandon, You Are My Greatest Weakness

"Guess who's gonna be the lucky one? Is it Penelope? It's gotta be her. You've loved her your whole life. From start to finish, it's always been her, no room for anyone else." Isabella's voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.

But she still managed a smile. "Brandon, remember, it's been me, Isabella, by your side for over twenty years. I ate the first meal you ever cooked. We went through school together, and I worked hard to get into the same college just to be with you. Then we got engaged. Don't forget, it's always been me."

Penelope was just a fantasy, a figment of his imagination.

Years of being together couldn't compete with a spot in his heart, a spot Isabella never had.

The table was loaded with food, but no one touched a thing.

Isabella put down her knife and fork, stopping her serving.

She gave a sad smile. "Maybe, Brandon, our relationship is like this empty bowl in front

of you. You don't want to put anything in it. But I kept giving you what I thought was the best, what you needed, and kept filling it up."

But he didn't like it at all, even found it a burden.

"Isabella."

"Let's eat," Isabella cut him off again.

The dining room was silent, just the clinking of knives and forks against bowls and spoons. Neither of them was really eating, both lost in their own thoughts.

Outside, it was even quieter.

Kelvin was more patient than anyone.

Finally, Isabella pushed back her chair and stood up.

walk towards the living room but Brandon quickly grabbed her. "Isabella, before you see Kelvin and Penelope,

there to talk

eyes. "Give the antidote to Kelvin, and I'll handle

to save Isabella, hoping she'd admit her mistakes. His desire to protect her was fueled

loved was something you

"Brandon, you still want to

He nodded. "Yes."

bad it's useless," Isabella said.

don't need to worry about that, leave it

Isabella laughed.

hand and gently touched Brandon's cheek. "Well, Brandon, I love you so much, but sometimes I feel you don't deserve my love. But when you think of me in every way, it makes me feel I didn't love the wrong person. Should I love you, or should I hate you? But Brandon, you did nothing wrong,

pulled her hand back and took a couple

under, or even never meeting my real mom, none of that

Isabella turned around and

us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is

was

antidote, she'd have no leverage, no support, no bargaining chip, and would be

refused to become like Madison, a plaything for the guards. She

death? It's

forward to

looked up, watching

it

Kelvin stayed expressionless.

a dead-end road, where's the

things so clearly, why

would've thought you'd be