Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 621

Bell's face blanched instantly, her breath hitching in her chest.

Tears welled up in her eyes as a torrent of words fought to surface, but in the end, she kept silent. Why bother with all the fuss? She was leaving anyway. Nathaniel was out of her league, but she could certainly dodge him—especially since he was the one shooing her away this time.

Her pinky hadn't fully healed yet, thankfully it was just the left hand, so it didn't interfere much with her daily life. The pain was a reminder that she deserved it.

Bell lowered her gaze, refusing to look at Nathaniel. "You can't park here. You should go. I’ve already been dismissed by you. Once something has been sent away, it can't return."

"Damn it!" Nathaniel felt like his chest would explode. He'd been cursing Bell for being trashy, but the truth was, he was no better.

He didn't even know what he was doing anymore, tossing and turning with thoughts of her. He couldn't help himself and had come to her without any real purpose.

Nathaniel knew full well that he was the one who'd pushed Bell away. She had even blocked and deleted him. His approaching her now was a blow to his pride, and she hadn't shown a trace of affection in return.

"I'll park my damn car right here. What are you gonna do about it?" Nathaniel snapped.

Bell shivered. She really had no say in the matter. If he wasn’t leaving, then she would.

Turning on her heel, she walked away, head bowed, planning to hail a cab further down the road. If worst came to worst, she'd walk back home.

Her eyes felt dry, and Bell rubbed them as her slender figure became a pitiful shadow in the night.

She didn't understand. Nathaniel wanted her gone, but now why was he here, insulting her?

She had never wronged him. In the year she'd been with him, she had played her part perfectly—like a stand-in, a maid, a nanny. She did the laundry, cooked the meals; she didn't deserve this mockery.

Especially not from the man she'd devoted herself to.

She was timid and insignificant, but she had her dignity. What right did Nathaniel have to trample on her?

She had stayed by his side because she liked him, but even the most fervent feelings cool down eventually.

Nathaniel had tossed her to other men. Why should she obediently return just because he said so?

Even a dog, beaten and abandoned by its owner, would bare its teeth in anger.

Fuming, Nathaniel punched the steering wheel, catching the attention of a passing cop. "Sir, you can't park here," the officer reminded him.

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