From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 658 Brandon, I Can't Let You Die Isabella had just straightened up, ready to negotiate.

But as soon as Kelvin finished talking, she slumped back down, her hands hitting the ground.

Kelvin was right.

Brandon was the one she wanted to protect forever, even at the cost of her own life.

Just like she knew Lucy was Kelvin and Penelope's weak spot, they knew Brandon was hers.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "Looks like you don't want to hand over the rest of the antidote. Maybe you don't love Brandon as much as you say. Maybe you're just pretending." "I..." Isabella hesitated.

"Isabella," Brandon spoke up. "I hope you lift the spell on Lucy because you realize it's wrong and want to make things right, not because you're being forced to give up the antidote for me." He said it to make Isabella feel even guiltier.

Kelvin glanced at him.

Brandon's move was unexpected.

Seeing Isabella waver, Brandon's considerate words deepened Isabella's love, enhancing their chances of getting the antidote! Sure enough, Isabella fell for it.

"Brandon, even now, you're trying to pullback from the wrong path," Isabella cried. "Don't you care about the poison in your body?" "Compared to endless torment and pain, I want you to repent, start fresh, and beca normal person." "Why?" Isabella murmured. "You clearly don't love me, have no feelings for me. We've been engaged for years, and you never touched me, yet now, you still haven't given up on me!" Brandon replied, "Because we grew up together. For twenty years, Penelope was in my Heart, Juct you were anvay's JyTny srire. Wittructive, we still haven frenteschi, event familial affection. Isabella, I've always seen you as a sister." "A sister, that's why you never touched me. You have no improper thoughts about me! You can't bring yourself to do it!" Isabella sneered.

Brandon coughed, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Even though he was quieter during the attack than Isabella, almost motionless, he was silently enduring with willpower and endurance.

His internal injuries were worse! "But I always wanted to give myself to you." Isabella smiled bitterly. "No matter how much I hinted, you were unmoved. Even when I said it directly, you found reasons to brushoff. Saving it for the wedding night, not wanting to rush, it's just that you don't want to touch me! If you loved me, on the night of our engagement, no, when we beca couple, you wouldn't have been able to hold back!" "Isabella..." Brandon wanted to say something but kept coughing.

He started vomiting blood in large mouthfuls, quickly staining his clothes red! Seeing this, Isabella panicked, forgetting her own pain, and hurriedly touched his face. "Brandon! Brandon!" "Kelvin!" she demanded. "What's happening to him? Why is he coughing up blood?" "Didn't you notice how quiet he was during the poison attack, unlike you who kept hurting yourself? It's because he was holding it in, enduring it, and now the internal injuries are showing." "Will he be okay? Will Brandon die?" Isabella asked, her voice trembling.

Kelvin stood there, looking relaxed. "I don't know." "What?" "But if he takes the antidote in time, he'll be fine," Kelvin said. "Isabella, think it over!" With that, he walked away, leaving the rest to Brandon.

Instead of constantly pressuring Isabella for the rest of the antidote, it was better if she offered it willingly.

That way, Kelvin would have the upper hand.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Don't go! Don't go!" Isabella shouted. "Kelvin." He didn't look back. "I told you, if you want to save Brandon, you have to save my daughter Lucy first!" Soon, Kelvin was gone.

The sound of his footsteps faded away.

Brandon kept coughing and vomiting blood, scaring Isabella so much that she forgot her own pain, worrying only about him.

"I'm okay," Brandon tried to comfort her. "I won't die right away." "Don't talk about dying! You can't die! Brandon, I won't let you die." Brandon stayed silent, merely gazing at her. By now, everything had been said.

She understood.

There was no need to say more.

Let Isabella think for herself. The plan had developed to this point, and it was half successful.

Isabella also looked at him.

"I know you don't love me, but I still can't help loving you." Isabella smiled bitterly. "Brandon, I've held on for so long; am I really going to lose to you?" Brandon understood what she meant.

She had resisted giving the antidote, withstanding Kelvin's heavy pressure, and Kelvin was almost out of options.

But now, Kelvin had shifted his focus to Brandon, throwing her off balance! If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience—all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! However, Brandon didn't respond.

Let her think for herself and make a decision.

Saying too much would only make her suspicious! "Isabella, how are you? Can you still walk?" Brandon clutched his chest, shakily standing up. "I'll go find the first aid kit to treat your wounds." Isabella looked down at herself.

"I'm covered in wounds; a few more won't make a difference." Isabella smiled bitterly. "I won't die anyway." She turned. "I'll get you a change of clothes." Even though she could barely stand, she still worried about Brandon, wanting to take care of him.

Watching her back, Brandon could only sigh.

If they successfully got the antidote this time, he would find a way to give Isabella a chance, as long as she was willing to seize it.

But after she knew the truth, that he took the poison to trick her into m giving up the other half of the of antidote to save Lucy, what would she do?

atk a Would she sensibly accept her fate, apologize, and seek a chance of survival or would she beceven more crazily vengeful and resistant? "Isabella, I just hope you don't go against Kelvin anymore. How could you possibly win against him?" Outside the Walker villa, Kelvin's figure appeared in the night.

"Mr. Davis." The driver opened the back door.

He bent down and got in.

Inside the car, there was another person.