Twisted Ties of Love

Chapter 314

After the rain in the early morning, the sunlight broke through the clouds, casting a halo of colors through the glass.

Izabella Salotti felt a dull ache in her head, her soul slowly fusing with her body. She abruptly opened her eyes, reached for her heart first. She could hear her heartbeat. Wasn't she supposed to have burned to death in a massive fire? Why could she still feel her heartbeat, and her hands...

Her nails were perfect, they were the hands of a beauty, fair and slender, they looked a lot like her old ones, but they were definitely not hers.

Izabella sat up in bed, following her hands down. She touched her thigh, and somewhat disbelievingly pinched herself. It hurt. She wasn't dreaming. She had been dead for three years, and now she was alive again.

Izabella took a deep breath, the inhalation almost making her choke, as the surroundings were filled with a pungent smell of gas. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She quickly opened the doors and windows, following the smell to the kitchen and shut off the gas valve.

Back in her bedroom, Izabella stood before her vanity, looking at the reflection in the mirror. It wasn't her face, but it resembled her by 50% - 60%, no different from when she was alive, even slightly more attractive.

Her skin was unhealthy pale, her eyes clear and bright, her hair scattered behind her, her figure too slender, but better than her past self. At least she didn't have a stomach ailment, her hands and feet weren't maimed, and her body didn't bear the scars that couldn't be removed.

Izabella quickly glanced around the room, getting accustomed to the environment, under the bed was an empty bottle of sleeping pills. She picked it up and tossed it into the trash, then rearranged the quilt and found a phone under the pillow.

To understand someone, looking at their phone is undoubtedly the simplest method.

The moment Izabella turned on the phone and connected to the internet, all kinds of messages immediately popped up, instantly filling the entire screen.

"Why haven't you kicked the bucket yet, you bitch?"

"Mistress. Tramp."

"Are you finally about to croak? Even though the world is so vast, there's no place for you in it, so you better kick off. At least when you're dead there'll be a spot of earth to bury you."

"Bitch, how many people are fucking you, why have you no shame?"

"You wasted air while alive, wasted land when dead, and now you're wasting money while on your last legs, your ashes should be fed to the pigs."

...

All the received messages were full of various kinds of insults and abuse, and these were only a part of what was visible on the screen, tens of thousands more were waiting on the other side of the internet.

Izabella felt a despair and grief she couldn't describe. She rubbed her heart, this pain originated from the original body's owner.

At the same time, fragments of memories in her mind slowly began to coalesce into faded photographs, eventually forming a film playing in her mind.

The original owner of this body was named Bell Salotti. Born into a poor family that valued boys over girls, her parents supported her until she finished junior high and then wanted her to go out to work and support the family.

The original owner refused. She cried and pleaded with her parents, saying she could earn her own tuition money and promised she wouldn't add to the family's burden. She'd also send money home each month, and her parents finally agreed.

So, during high school, Bell worked while studying. To satisfy her vampire-like parents, she sent back most of her meager earnings, surviving on bread with just a few euros to spare. During these crucial growth years, Bell suffered from severe malnutrition, skinny as a stick.

She attended classes during the day and worked secretly until one or two in the morning. Under this high-intensity pressure, she had no extra time to review the complex high school coursework, and couldn't concentrate in class.

As a result, her grades rapidly declined, and she failed to even get into college. The parents of the previous owner of her body showed no sympathy for her, instead blaming her for wasting three years of study. When she turned eighteen, they immediately found a husband for her, a man who had been divorced and had two children but was wealthy.

She was sold by her parents for a dowry for one hundred thousand bucks to a forty-year-old man. At first, she pretended to be obedient for two days, but then she ran away when her family wasn't paying attention. With no money, she wandered the city for two months, doing odd jobs such as washing dishes, cleaning toilets, and even washing feet at a massage parlor.

The previous owner wanted to earn money to go back to school, but when she went to the school with the money, her family intercepted her at the school gate. In front of all the students and teachers, they accused her of being shameless and said that the money in her hand was dirty money earned by selling her body.

No matter how she tried to explain, she couldn't clear her name. She stood there, facing the sharp gazes of the crowd, feeling dizzy under the sun. Then someone appeared in front of her and helped her out of the situation.

That person was a talent scout from an entertainment company who immediately noticed her potential and wanted to train her to become a star. The previous owner was grateful and signed a contract without hesitation, buying her ten years for 500,000 bucks.

She had never seen so much money before and gave 200,000 to her family to sever all ties with them. With the remaining 300,000 yuan, she bought a small apartment and finally had a home.

However, her life was not stable for long. There were serious problems with the contract, and Bell Salotti was forced to change her name to Izabella. She was too naive and thought that Izabella was just a stage name, but she didn't realize that it would become a shackle that would bind her for life.

She became a stand-in and was even sent to Nathaniel, the CEO of the Krueger family. That year, Nathaniel was very kind to her, teaching her carefully, enrolling her in violin classes, and hiring private tutors. He gradually transformed her from the weak and incompetent Bell Salotti into the dead Izabella.

The situation took another turn a year ago when the previous owner found out that she was just a stand-in, but she still didn't complain and continued to be a stand-in because she loved Nathaniel. But later, Nathaniel wanted to send her to Brett.

She tried to resist and struggle against Nathaniel, even running away and hurting herself, but in the end, she didn't even have the right to die. She had offended Brett, and Nathaniel had abandoned her. The previous owner had been successful and even popular before he abandoned her, but she was also dropped by the company after he left.

Bell was caught in a trap Nathaniel had set for her from the beginning. He was waiting for her to jump into it. All sorts of scandals surrounded her - being a sugar baby, a mistress, getting plastic surgery...

Izabella's hand trembled as she held her phone. She clicked on Twitter, where the most messages were. Bell's last tweet before her death was, "I'm leaving."

The comment section was filled with abuse, no better than the insults she had just read. Many were even blocked for their foul language.

What was more ridiculous was the latest tweet about her birthday. She had just turned 21.

The unfortunate Bell Salotti, on her 21st birthday, swallowed sleeping pills at home, turned on the gas, and quietly went to sleep forever.

She must have been desperate, right? Afraid that she might not die, she even used two methods to kill herself. The name on the ID can only be changed once in a lifetime. Even in death, she was Izabella. Who would remember that this foolish girl was Bell Salotti?

Izabella's heart ached as she looked at the "Bell Salotti" in the mirror and in a hoarse voice, whispered, "I'm sorry, Bell Salotti..."