Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan)

Thea went upstairs and walked up to Master Moore. She corrected him solemnly, "I have changed my name. I am no longer called Isabella, I am called Thea."

Master Moore seemed to be deeply humiliated, and he angrily reached out and grabbed Thea's neck, looking insane. "You have even forgotten your ancestors' surname. Isabella, if I had known you were such a rebellious creature, I should have thrown you into a stinking ditch when you were born."

"It's not too late for you to strangle me now," Thea said, even though she was having difficulty breathing, but her pride remained unchanged.

Master Moore exerted more and more force, but Thea had no sense of resistance at all. She just stared at Master Moore with a pair of resentful eyes. Those eyes seemed to be looking at their eternal enemy. Master Moore was petrified by her icy gaze, and as she was on the verge of suffocation, he regained his senses and released his grip.

"Your mother was waiting for you in the room," he said, panting heavily.

Thea didn't waste time talking to him and went straight to find Madam Moore.

Master Moore looked at his daughter's figure, clearly so thin. But she was stubborn as if made of steel. She had said that their father-daughter relationship was over, and she indeed never called him father again.

How can there be such a vengeful daughter in this world?

Thea came to Madam Moore's room and stood outside the door for a while.

She was pondering a question: Master Moore and Madam Moore had a strained relationship, with Master Moore being indifferent towards Madam Moore and not visiting them for over a decade. But now, despite their past grievances, Master Moore and Madam Moore are living together. Perhaps her only purpose is to facilitate the rekindling of this resentful couple's old flame?

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and Madam Moore's voice came out, "Come in."

Thea pushed the door open and saw the emaciated Madam Moore lying in bed, her hollow eyes staring blankly at her. There was no joyful reunion between mother and daughter after a long separation, only an awkward silence.

Finally, Madam Moore spoke up, "The way you and your sister fought, it really brought shame upon me." Thea became suspicious and furrowed her brow as she asked, "According to someone named Joe, you have a terminal illness? In the advanced stage?"

Madam Moore's mouth opened, and she remained shocked for a while, unable to utter a single word. "You..."

Thea always referred to Master Moore by his last name, indicating that her affection for the Moore family had almost completely disappeared. It was unclear whether she could be persuaded with familial ties to agree to whatever he was asking of her.

Madam Moore sighed at last, "How did you become like this?"

"I am now paralyzed, thanks to your sister's filial piety. It was her who convinced your father to keep me. You are the one I raised, so it is your responsibility to take care of me in my current condition."

Thea said indifferently, "Since you're not going to die yet, I'm leaving." After saying that, she turned around and walked away.

Madam Moore. "..."

Thea walked up to the door, pulled it, and then realized that the door was locked from the inside.

She suddenly realized that she had fallen into their trap today.

Thea angrily stared at Madam Moore, "You want to imprison me? This is illegal..."

Madam Moore instantly put on a smug face and said, "Isabella, what nonsense are you talking about?

You were just at home taking care of your seriously ill mother, so you disappeared from the public eye for

a while. When I die, you can go out again, and everyone will praise your filial piety."

Thea felt her hair stand on end. "Was this idea suggested by that sickly child?"

Madam Moore's face instantly changed, and she snarled, "What disease, you brat? That's your sister!" Thea felt heartbroken as this couple, in order to protect Victoria's interests, resorted to imprisoning their other daughter.

With red eyes, she asked, "Can you honestly answer me one question? Are you... really my biological mother?"

Madam Moore was taken aback, and then she was overwhelmed by a great disappointment. "How could you question that I am not your mother?"

Thea's tears streamed down her face as she said, "Since she was my mother, why was she so heartless towards me?"

"Where is the lack of affection?" Madam Moore shouted angrily, "I have raised you with great effort, what more do you want?"

"Do you know how people outside used to mock me? They said I was a beggar born in a beggar's den... But are you a beggar?"

Facing Thea's questioning, Madam Moore's eyes filled with guilt. "I was also helpless at that time."

Thea wiped away her tears, suddenly feeling that there was no point in reasoning with someone like this. If given a choice, I would rather be born into the belly of a cat or a dog than be your child.

This sentence pierced Madam

Moore's heart, and she lost control and shouted, "Do you think I don't regret it? If I had a choice, who would want to give birth to a shameless girl like you?"

Thea said, "Since we both despise each other, then let's pretend I was never born as your daughter. Let me go!"

Madam Moore sneered, "Now that you have become successful, it is time for you to repay me, and you think about cutting ties with me. You must be dreaming."

Thea stared at her greedy face and said sorrowfully, "From the moment you imprisoned me, the bond between us as mother and daughter has been completely severed."

Madam Moore's eyes flickered with panic, but the Moore father and daughter had brainwashed her too. deeply. "Don't hate me, as long as we wait for the young prince to

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then, we will naturally let you go. For now, just focus on taking care of me."

Thea was not in a hurry, sitting on the fabric sofa next to her.

"So we waited and watched. To see who would ultimately win this game?"

Madam Moore said, "You were hoping someone would come to save you, right? You can give up that hope because besides us, your family, who else cares about your well-being."

Thea ignored her and closed her eyes to rest.

The next day.

The sky was clear and sunny, with the scorching sun shining brightly.

After buying breakfast ingredients, Theo arrived early at Thea's place and rang the doorbell.

The one who came out to open the door was Ava, she still had some sleepiness in her eyes. "Mr. Sanchez, sister is not at home."

Theo's face tightened. "As a girl, where could she go when she wasn't at home so late at night?"

Ava explained, "Last night, my sister received a call from the Moore family, saying that Madam Moore had fallen seriously ill, so my sister went over there."

Theo's handsome face turned cold and stern, "Her damn saintly heart."

Ava nervously informed about another thing, "For some reason, after my sister went over there, her phone couldn't be reached anymore."

Upon hearing this, Theo left hurriedly with a black face.

In the blink of an eye, Theo arrived at the Moore family.

Kicking open the gate of the Moore family's courtyard with one foot, a thunderous sound startled Master

Moore and the others, causing them to run out with pale faces.

"Mr. Sanchez?" Master Moore wondered, "How did you come here?"

Theo asked with a cold face, "Where is Thea?"

Victoria hesitated and said, "My mother suddenly fell seriously ill, and my sister rushed home overnight to take care of her."

"Let her come out."

Master Moore said, "Mr. Sanchez, this was a difficult task, wasn't it?"

Victoria and he sang in unison, "Mr. Sanchez, our family matters, you, as an outsider, had no right to interfere."