Chapter 439 Liking Someone Doesn't Guarantee A Lif
In the past, whenever Dariel saw Isabella, he couldn't resist teasing her.
However, today he walked past her as if she were invisible.
Isabella approached Natasha's room and softly knocked on the door. “Natasha?”
The room was silent. Natasha answered gently, “Come in.”
Isabella pushed the door open and observed the room's layout.
It was fully furnished, resembling more of a hotel suite than a hospital room.
This hospital was privately owned by the Wells. Dariel truly spoiled Natasha with
material possessions.
“Why are you here at this hour?” Natasha, her eyes covered with gauze, reached
out to Isabella.
Isabella took her hand and spoke softly. “I'm worried about you.”
Natasha forced a bitter smile, lowered her head, and held back her tears.
“Don't worry, you won't find me dead.”
She had always been strong, never once surrendering.
Isabella sighed. “Dariel, he...”
“I hope he dies today!” Natasha cursed vehemently.
Isabella was at a loss for words, unaware of what had transpired between them.
Natasha turned her face away, composed herself, and swiftly changed the
subject.
“What did Seth say?”
Isabella hesitated for a moment, then relayed Seth's words.
Natasha burst into laughter. “And you believe such nonsense?”
Isabella sat down beside her and quietly peeled an apple.
Being straightforward, Natasha remarked, “Don’t you think he has feelings for
you?”
Isabella’s movements slowed, but she remained silent.
Natasha leaned against the headboard and pondered for a moment. “But liking
someone is futile; it won't last a lifetime,” she remarked.
Isabella kept her head down, continuing to peel the apple.
“When I saw you attacking Christopher last night, I was shocked.”
Natasha sneered. “I would have dared to kill him.”
Isabella looked up. “Why?”
“Dariel would take care of it.” Natasha turned her face to look at Isabella. “If
Christopher had touched me, he would have killed him too. Do you believe that?”
Isabella stood still, struggling to comprehend their relationship.
Natasha sneered. “He’s just sick.
Isabella was speechless. She cut the apple and handed two slices to Natasha.
Natasha ate the apple and asked again, “l was harsh on Christopher because of
Dariel, but you werent gentle either.”
Isabella didn’t want to discuss this topic, and she had deliberately avoided it the
previous night.
Natasha said, “You knew Seth would've come to save you, right?”
Isabella remained silent.
“Bella, it's pointless to fall too deeply.”
“I haven't.”
Natasha shrugged. “I'm not trying to discourage you, but regardless of whether
Seth has any intentions or not, even if he does, this path is incredibly
challenging.”
“When Morgan married Erin, they went through a lot too. It was considered a
classic Cinderella story.”
“And what was the outcome?”
It ended without any complications.
Isabella felt a heaviness in her heart, not only because Natasha had guessed her
thoughts but also because what Natasha said was true.
“I've made it clear to Dariel; I'm done playing games.”
Isabella was surprised. “Are you going to break up with him?”
“I'll return all the money he gave me before. I don’t want a penny.”
Bitterness filled Isabella's mouth, rendering her speechless.
Natasha let out a sigh. “In reality, we all have fantasies. Even I had fantasies
about
Dariel, let alone your fantasies about Seth. But the day always dawns, and the
gam always ends. Considering our situation, we don’t have any room for each
other.”
Isabella understood. No wonder Dariel had left earlier with anger written all over
his face.