Love Has Its Will

Chapter 114

Gradually, the corners of his eyes

had reddened. He closed his eyes. How Savanna made love with him the night before the accident flitt

ed through Brandon‘s mind. That night, she looked extremely charming. Her red lips and her pink chee

ks were all just sexy. But now she was just a corpse.

Brandon found it unacceptable.

Why would a person lively like that be gone all at once?

Brandon opened his eyes and looked at the black corpse in front of him. Although he did not want to be

lieve it, the color of the sticky fragments on the corpse‘s body was indeed the same

as that of Savanna‘s clothes. He checked the surveillance camera before. That was what Savanna was

wearing before she got into the police van.

As he watched the body, he burst into laughter all at once, his chest trembling and his throat moving sli

ghtly. He lit a cigarette with his hands trembling. He was thinking of how Savanna hated him and how s

he would rather die than be saved by him.

At the thought of that; Brandon‘s heart was filled with pain. Brandon wanted to vent his pain, but it turne

d out that only a cigarette could do the trick.

A bang sounded at that moment.

Someone was knocking on the door.

He ignored the knock and continued smoking.

Then the door was pushed open. It was Tracy. She came in and saw that Brandon was standing next to

the bed, staring at the black corpse. The sight of that made her heart jolt. Tracy frowned and said, “Bra

ndon, Savanna is dead. We have to let her rest in peace. But you…”

“Get out.” There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, which sounded calm and flat. It

seemed that he was so sad that he had a hoarse voice. Or maybe it was just because of that cigarette

he was smoking

Noticing thatBrandon wasn‘t actually in so much pain, Tracy felt slightly relieved. Then she tried to pers

uade him again.

“It‘s a plain fact that she‘s dead and we can‘t bring her back to life. Actually, it was Giselle who asked m

e to comfort you. She said that you‘d encounter many outstanding women in your life. You

won‘t stay single forever…”

“Get lost.”

Before Tracy could finish her sentence, Brandon grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the door.

Brandon pushed her so hard that Tracy‘s back hit the wall. The back of her waist ached because of

that. After she stood firm in front of the door, Tracy looked at the closed door with mixed feelings. Every

time Brandon was in pain, she felt uneasy as well. But to get Brandon’s love, Tracy

would do anything even though that would bring Brandon pain.

With no more enemy, Tracy was no longer worried.

Winnie and Savanna were both no match for her. And from now on, she‘d make sure there were

no more women in Brandon‘s life. She‘d drive away any women that appeared.

That way, one day, Brandon would have to marry her.

Then

Tracy started to imagine how she was wearing a white wedding dress and holding Brandon‘s arm as th

ey walked into the marriage auditorium together.

“What are you doing here?”

Giselle came up and wanted to see Brandon since Debbie had told her that, ever since Brandon broug

ht back Savanna‘s body, he kept staying with the body in the master bedroom, where the two of them o

nce lived. It seemed like Brandon was not himself now.

But Giselle didn‘t expect to see Tracy here like this, who was standing at the door and smiling happily

Tracy‘s body shook as she turned her head slowly. Then she saw Giselle. Shivering, she said, “Nothing

! Savanna is gone. And Brandon is staring at her body numbly. Therefore, I am worried about him.”

Giselle looked at Tracy suspiciously. The way she looked didn‘t suggest that she was worried at all. Or

rather, it could be said that she was gloating or happy about a dream coming true.

In order to stop Giselle from wondering, Tracy changed the topic right away.

“There is something wrong with Brandon. Savanna is dead. She should be buried. But instead, Brando

n brought her body back and even put it on the bed. Do you think that will bring bad luck?”

Giselle stared at Tracy without saying anything. After a while, Giselle spoke up, “Go down.“.

Since

Giselle was still the master of the Cassel‘s house, Tracy did not dare to contradict Giselle, who was not

her biological mother. Therefore, Tracy smiled slightly and said “Yes” before she turned around and hur

ried downstairs.

Seeing that Tracy had left, Giselle took the key from her pocket and opened the door.

The moment she entered, she

smelled the pungent smell of smoke. Brandon was smoking. But other than his eyes slightly reddening,

Brandon looked okay. It was just that he smoked way too many cigarettes, judging from the countless

cigarette butts on the floor near him. Then Giselle

looked at the charred female corpse on the bed, which made Giselle‘s heart ache all at once..

The sight of that made her feel so uncomfortable.

Giselle said, “Avery wants us to bury her. You can‘t just stay with her like this. Her body will rot

eventually.”

The moment she knew Savanna was dead, Giselle almost lost her footing,

Thanks to Debbie, who was by her side and hurried to support her, Giselle did not fall onto the

ground.

For Giselle, Brandon and his family living happily together was one thing that she wholeheartedly

hoped for. But things went against her wishes.

loudly like that, Brandon just stood there, staring at Savanna, as if he was busy talking with Savanna.

Giselle was furious at how Brandon looked now.

She roared, “When she

was alive, you didn‘t treat her well. And now that she is dead, you are sad like this?”

What Giselle wanted to say was that Brandon didn‘t have to pretend to be affectionate since what he

did to Savanna when Savanna was alive had betrayed himself! Despite Brandon being her son, Giselle

wanted badly to question Brandon, the scumbag!

But he was her son! She simply couldn‘t go to extremes.

“What a noise.”

Brandon took a puff of his cigarette and said faintly as his thin lips exhaled smoke.

He looked extremely impatient.

Noticing that Brandon failed to face reality, Giselle was furious. “Men are all like this. You tend not to ch

erish it until you lose it. By then, it‘s just too late to regret it. I mean, what‘s the point?“!

“Who says that she‘s gone?”

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Brandon looked at Giselle, his gaze sharp as if what Giselle just said had triggered off something within

him.

“This is not Savanna.”

His eyes, looking cold, became even reddening. He articulated each

syllable, “Savanna isn‘t dead. She won‘t leave me.”

Giselle was numb in shock after hearing that. Was Brandon out of his senses now?

After being stunned for a second, Giselle stumbled forward and reached out to touch Brandon‘s face, w

anting to see if Brandon was okay. But Brandon pushed her away and scolded, “What are you doing?

Only Savanna can touch my face.”

Giselle didn‘t see that coming and bumped into a corner of the chair, with her hand hurt. A sting came i

n its wake. But Giselle couldn‘t care about it now. She was still shocked by what Brandon just

said.

Was Brandon crazy?

Giselle gritted her teeth and said, “I‘m your mother. Why can‘t I touch you? Since you care so much ab

out Savanna, why did you treat her like that when she was alive?”

Brandon threw the cigarette butt to his feet and stepped on it to put it out. He, amused, asked, “Like

what?

“Did I abuse her or make her starve?”

Noticing how ferocious Brandon was now, Giselle was scared, her lips trembling.

Brandon looked murderous as if he was going to eat someone. Then what Harris did years ago flashed

through Giselle‘s mind. Back then, after Giselle caught Harris and Terri in bed, Giselle was so angry th

at she wanted to hit Terri. But Harris, ferocious like how Brandon was now, pushed Giselle away, and w

ent off with Terri.

Because of that, Giselle‘s head hit the wall and bled a lot. Later on, she was sent to the hospital by a h

otel waiter, where she stayed for a whole month. All the while, Harris did not show up in

the hospital at all.

Also, Harris had said something similar to Giselle‘s words. When Giselle accused Harris of being heartl

ess and indifferent, Harris retorted, “How is it that I am heartless? Nor did I abuse you or deter you from

doing anything! You‘re still Mrs. Cassel. As for Terri, she is just a plaything.”

It was true that Harris did not abuse her nor stop her from doing anything. But she, as Harris‘ wife, had

become less and less important.

More importantly, she simply could not stand her husband messing with his mistress day and night. .

To Harris, Giselle might be just nobody.

At the thought of this, Giselle felt as if a knife was twisting in her heart. Her eyes blurred gradually. “You

did not abuse her, nor did you starve her, but you knew she was suffering. Emptiness and indifference

had consumed her as she was lying on the cold bed in this room. She, who used to be strong, started t

o collapse bit by bit. No one is willing to wait for someone else for a long time. Savanna

loved you so much that she humbled and lost herself. But you kept messing around with Winnie, which

hurt Savanna a lot. In the end, she, desperate, had to escape from you with the child

even though she had failed many times. Brandon, if you really love her, even

just a little, you will not allow things to end up like this. But since this is where you’re now, you have to a

ccept it.”

Giselle

loved Brandon, but sometimes, she found what he did unbelievable. She was at a loss about what to d

o with Brandon…