From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

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 swater." 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 treatso 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 hurtstoo. 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.

She cried and laughed, like she was losing it.

Brandon frowned and looked at Kelvin. "What's wrong with her?" "Can't you see?" Kelvin replied. "Isn't this normal for her?" "Brandon, Penelope is the real daughter of the Mitchell family; she's my parents' biological daughter," Isabella said. "You knew this a long tago, didn't you?" Brandon paused for a few seconds and nodded. "Yeah." Isabella continued, "You were the first to know; you found out the secret." Brandon fell silent.

Who told Isabella? He hadn't wanted her to know, fearing it would upset her and make obtaining the antidote even more difficult! "Brandon," Isabella asked. "Before you knew Penelope was the girl you were looking for, had you already fallen in love with her?" Brandon stayed quiet.

"Answer me," Isabella pleaded, her voice breaking. "At this point, you still don't want to tell the truth?" She grabbed Brandon's wrist, shaking it.

Kelvin stood there, indifferent.

He wanted to hear Brandon's true thoughts too! After a few seconds of silence, Brandon spoke, "I wasn't sure before if my feelings for Penelope were love. I thought of those feelings as friendship. I 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. I even told Penelope that I would definitely marry you, and only you." Isabella asked sadly, "You marriedfor my family, not for love. Anyone in my place would have sufficed." "Yes." 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! "Actually, you didn't even want to marry the Mitchell family daughter," Isabella said. "You wanted to marry the girl in your memory. And I, for the next twenty years, replaced that girl's position." "Yeah," Brandon admitted. "So even though I had feelings for Penelope, I held back, never got close to her. Until I found out she was the one I had been searching for." At that moment, all the emotions crushing in.

Brandon couldn't hold back.

The joy was overwhelming.

She was Penelope; she was also the one he had loved deeply since childhood! No one could compare to her in his heart! "You love her; you only love her." Isabella covered her face, heartbroken. "What about me, Brandon? Just now you were so good to me, caring for me; you should hate me." "Isabella, I don't love you, but after all these years together, how could I just watch you fall apart? Don't be stubborn." Brandon raised his hand, gripping her shoulder, emphasizing, "Isabella, don't be stubborn." Isabella looked into his eyes, empty and lost.

She seemed like an empty shell without a soul.

"Otherwise, if this keeps up, I can't save you," Brandon said. "Don't letand the Mitchell family down." Isabella slowly shook her head.

"You don't belong to me, and I don't belong to the Mitchell family. I can ignore your expectations of me!" Brandon asked, "Are you sure you want to be enemies with everyone?" Isabella didn't speak.

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 om waiting for you! As Yong as you admit your mistakes and repent, there are still people waiting for you," Brandon continued to persuade. "Don't put yourself in a lonely position. Even without the engagement, we can still be friends. Do you hear me? Isabella, I can take care of you like a brother. I haven't given up on you; don't give up on yourself." After a while, Isabella still shook her head.

No matter what Brandon said, she listened but didn't respond or agree.

"Enough," Kelvin spoke. "Brandon, cout with me." Brandon looked at Isabella.

Isabella didn't try to keep him, nor did she look at him. Her eyes were unfocused and vacant.

Brandon stood up and walked out of the room with Kelvin.

Standing by the window in the hallway, Kelvin spoke lightly, Tom Isabella, whether it's kind persuasion of threats, it's useless. You and I shouldn't waste our efforts anymore." "How did she beclike this?" Brandon was puzzled. "Before, when you threatened her with the Mitchell family, she was clearly scared." "Because of her background." "Why let her know about Penelope's background?" Brandon said. "This should have been kept from her! Not a word should have leaked!" Kelvin sneered, mocking, "You think I didn't consider that? The background information wasn't from me!" "Then who?" "The Mitchell family!" Brandon was stunned. "Uncle Brent and Aunt Nicole." "Things are far more complicated than you think." Kelvin looked at him. "Do you know Isabella's background?" "I know." Kelvin was a bit surprised. "You know?"

"She is the adopted daughter of the Mitchell family. I've always known that," Brandon replied. "After her adoption, I gave her everything Penelope deserved."