Love Has Its Will

Chapter 115

Seeing that Brandon remained silent, Giselle sighed, “Sometimes, mental abuse is worse than physical abuse. You don‘t know women. Maybe you think you have given her whatever she wanted and that is en ough. But that‘s not what women want. I am a woman. Therefore, I naturally understand Savanna. She was sensible and did things appropriately. Plus, every time she saw you, her eyes shone. This is why I chose her to be your wi fe in the first place.”.

Then Giselle‘s expression turned from calmness into grief and indignation. “Since I don‘t have a happy m arriage, I thought it would be nice if you had. But I never thought that things would end up

like this. I hate Harris‘guts, but I also love him a lot. To me, Harris is like a dream unreachable to

1. me. I saw myself in Savanna. That was why I tried every means to stop you and Winnie. What you ha

As she spoke, Giselle‘s eyes turned red. She wiped the tears on her face. Then she left.

Giselle regretted that she didn‘t tell Brandon all this earlier. That way, maybe Savanna would not have di ed, and Brandon would have known how he truly felt. That would make them a happy couple.

Brandon clenched his fists. His eyes were frighteningly red and looked rather ruthless. Giselle‘s words ke pt repeating in his mind, “Savanna loved you so much that she humbled and lost herself. But you kept messing around with Winnie. That hurt Savanna a lot.”

“Are Giselle‘s words true?”

He asked Savanna, who was lying on the bed.

Of course, Savanna would not answer him. With a chuckle, he smiled bitterly. Then his eyes were filled with regret.

“Why didn‘t you tell me that you liked me?”

Noticing that the corpse remained silent, Brandon, with grief, pulled the corpse into his arms and said aff ectionately.

“Don‘t leave me anymore.”

The days without Savanna were bleak.

Savanna was the sun in Brandon‘s life. But now the sun would no longer rise…

Sensing that Savanna was lving in his arms obediently without moving, Brandon started to calm

himself. He wiped away the tears on his face and moved his fingers around the black corpse‘s face. He t ouched the corpse very lightly, with his tears dripping from his eyes onto the corpse‘s face and then splas hing.

Then he said in a very soft voice, “Savanna, are you hungry? I’m going to cook for you.”

After putting down the corpse gently and covering “her” with a blanket, Brandon went downstairs to the kitchen.

Debbie was drying Mandel‘s clothes when she heard the sound of footsteps. Noticing that it was Brandon, Debbie became happy. And just

when she was about to go to Giselle so as to tell Giselle about Brandon, something was thumping from t he kitchen.

Debbie hurried to get to the kitchen.

It turned out that Brandon was cutting some vegetables there in a hurry. There were some utensils on the ground, but Brandon seemed to be too busy to pick them up.

And then the pot was fuming.

Afraid that the pot might get on fire, Debbie, frightened, quickly rushed forward to turn off the fire.

After having finished cutting the vegetables, Brandon turned around, only to see that Debbie had turned off the fire. His face darkened all at once. Then he scolded in a low voice, “What are you doing? I am coo king for Savanna. Leave me alone.”

Cooking for Savanna? That scared Debbie a lot.

Debbie didn‘t come back to her senses until quite a while. By then, Brandon had already finished cooking and brought the dishes upstairs.

Debbie was so frightened that her face turned pale. She rushed into Giselle‘s room. “Madam, Mr. Cassel just fixed a meal for Savanna and had brought it into the room.”

Hearing this, Giselle looked pale as well.

With a thud, she slid to the ground.

Debbie exclaimed as she reached out to help Giselle up to the chair.

“How miserable!”

Giselle was so sad.

Brandon had gone crazy.

Meanwhile, Brandon brought the food into the room and said to Savanna, who was in bed, “I made

your favorite dish, which is steak. Get up and have some.”

After putting the tray on the glass table, he walked to the bed, reached out to throw over the quilt, and then picked Savanna up.

Then he began to feed Savanna with a spoon, but Savanna did not open her mouth. He, anxious,

then said affectionately in his hoarse voice, “Savanna, it‘s delicious. It wasn‘t the servant who

made it. I made it myself. Please eat some.”

Brandon‘s face clouded over as he noticed that Savanna‘s mouth remained shut. He said in a sullen voice, “If you don’t eat, I‘m going to be angry and won‘t like you anymore.”

But Savanna still remained motionless. Brandon didn‘t realize that Savanna was gone until now.

The pain in his chest began to spread again.

He pulled at his hair, finding that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult. Therefore, he pulle d open the dark drawer, took out a box of medicine from it, dug out two pills, and stuffed them into his mo uth.

He had the medicine for quite a long time.

Ever since Savanna insisted on taking Mandel away, which he failed to stop, he had been taking the

medicine so as to suppress the surging anger in him.

After his anger dissipated, he placed Savanna back on the bed. “I‘ll wash your feet for you. Then we‘ll re st. We need to get up early tomorrow.”

As he said that, Brandon went to the bathroom and brought out a basin of water.

But Savanna didn‘t use the water, which then kept lying next to the bed the entire time.

Savanna not speaking to him made Brandon come to his senses gradually. Again, he realized that Savan na was gone and had disappeared from his life for good.

Brandon‘s heart was aching as if it was being torn apart by something invisible.

It couldn‘t be more painful.

His chest hurt

He, his mouth open, stared at Savanna, who remained silent. With his lips moving slightly, he mouthed. “S

Endless tears and regret crept up his cheeks silently.

Even if he was a very able person, he couldn‘t bring Savanna, who he loved, back to life.

At that moment, a noise sounded from the door again.

Giselle‘s voice came through, sounding very urgent. “Brandon, Avery is very ill now. I think he‘s about to pass away.”

Noticing that there was no response. Giselle took the kev and opened the door before she rushed to

the bedside and shouted anxiously.

“Avery is dying. We need to hurry to the hospital now.”

Brandon, who was on the bed, did not move. Instead, he kept staring at the ceiling in a daze.

“Brandon!” Giselle rushed forward and called out his name anxiously while shaking him with her hands.

Noticing that Brandon remained still regardless, Giselle was tearing her hair out.

She began to curse angrily, “Savanna is already dead! You have to face it. Meanwhile, Avery had a cerebral hemorrhage just now and has been hospitalized. I am no Kadyn gain the upper hand in this.”

Giselle spluttered with anxiety.

Just as she was about to cry, Brandon, who was on the bed, spoke up, “Giselle, the more one has, the more trouble one will get into. What‘s all this money for?”

Giselle was stunned after hearing Brandon‘s words.

But soon, she understood what Brandon meant. “If we don‘t fight for that money, we will be bullied and loo with effort, it will all end up in the hands of bad people!”

After quite a while, Brandon replied, “Don‘t worry! They won‘t be able to defeat me.”

Brandon got up and put on his shirt slowly.

It was true that he couldn‘t bring Savanna back to life. But other than that, there was nothing that he could

Then Brandon walked out of the room. At the sight of that, Giselle breathed a sigh of relief. Then she glanced at the charred body on the bed. Although Savanna‘s eyes could not be seen, s

It was true that Giselle liked Savanna. But Savanna was a dead body now, which made it inappropriate fo did make sense.

At the thought of that, Giselle decided to move forward and do something with the corpse. At that moment This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“If you dare to touch her, I will bankrupt the Cassel Group immediately!”