Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan) novel Chapter 133

It was a bitterly cold night in late autumn.

Nathan curled up in the narrow iron window, and in that moment, his once proud and lofty heart finally experienced helplessness and loneliness.

He stared blankly at the bright moon outside the window. The person who had always compared himself to the moon began to question himself at this moment. Am I really as pure and bright as the moon?

"Hello." A prisoner approached. He threw a hard pancake at him and said, "I noticed that you haven't had lunch or dinner. Are you hungry? I secretly saved a pancake for you."

Nathan suddenly felt extremely hungry, with his stomach growling. He glanced at the steamed pancake lying on the ground, and a hint of disgust was revealed in his eyes.

Does he deserve to eat something so dirty?

The prisoner saw that he was being ignored and turned around and walked away.

Time was passing, but Nathan's hunger was growing stronger and stronger. The weakness caused by low blood sugar felt like a chain reaction. Suddenly, he felt a sense of panic.

It felt terrible.

They gradually eroded Nathan's willpower.

Finally, Nathan picked up the bread from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, taking big bites. The coarse food that was usually hard to swallow now tasted incredibly sweet to him.

"Hehe, didn't you say you won't eat it?"

"It was not quite delicious yet."

"The once prestigious scion, just like a beggar, had to eat dirty things picked up from the ground when he was extremely hungry."

"What a disgrace. Like a dog."

Laughter suddenly erupted from all around.

They were like countless slaps hitting Nathan's face, and instantly his face turned red and hot. His heart, however, felt as if it had fallen into an icy cave, making him shiver with cold.

He was like those beggars sitting on the sky bridge at that moment, being mocked by onlookers.

A figure walked over and sat down next to Nathan.

Nathan looked at him, he was the person who provided him with food.

Nathan thought he was kind, and he showed his gentle side without any defenses.

Little did anyone know, the man suddenly slapped Nathan's face, as if he were patting a pet dog, and said to him in a strange and ambiguous tone, "How does it feel, Young Master Hill?"

Nathan just found out that today's play was directed by him.

"Are you mocking me?" Nathan became angry and embarrassed.

The man laughed heartily and said, "I gave you steamed pancake to eat so that you wouldn't starve to death. You should be grateful to me."

Nathan's face turned pale. "Were you clearly mocking me?"

The man said, "Did I deceive you? Oh, I just dropped the bread that I gave you on the ground. I made you eat leftovers. But Mr. Nanthan, I still saved you, I am your benefactor. You should be grateful to me instead of holding resentment towards me, your benefactor. Isn't that right?"

Nathan's pupils trembled, and he felt a sense of familiarity in the words spoken by this person.

"How will Mr. Nanthan repay me, his benefactor? Oh, my heart is not in good condition. What if Mr. Nanthan transplants his heart to me? I believe Mr. Nanthan is a wise and understanding person who surely knows the principle of gratitude. Surely, Mr. Nanthan wouldn't refuse to give me his heart, would he?"

The other party spoke so bluntly that Nathan could not fail to hear it, he was mocking him for seeking favors in return.

However, faced with the other party's mockery, Nathan was powerless to fight back.

The favor he owed to Isabella eventually cost her a kidney. He used to think nothing of it, but now, being mocked by others, he finally realizes how unethical his past actions were.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground and hide.

The man withdrew the mocking gaze and just looked pitifully at him, saying, "Mr. Nanthan, I was just joking with you. How could a pancake really require your heart? Then I would become a evil tyrant. As for the matter of giving you the pancake today, you don't have to thank me. It was your ex-wife who entrusted me to take good care of you."

Nathan touched it, feeling his fingers wet, realizing that he had actually shed tears. He was startled in his heart.

The shame he experienced today could actually defeat his strong and resolute spirit.

Nathan seemed to have some understanding of Thea's intention in arranging this scene.

He had also once mocked Thea like this, mocking her for being born in the slums and begging on the bridge. Only today did he realize that his casual mockery could cause such great harm to others.

Nathan finally agreed to confront his relationship with Thea. He used to look down on her, considering himself superior to her. Now he realizes that his so-called superiority was merely a superficial illusion bestowed upon him by his privileged upbringing.

Without the protection of his original family, he was not even as good as Thea.

She had more integrity than her.

In the early hours of the morning, it started to rain.

Nathan was cold and hungry, looking desperately out of the iron window.

A sleepless night.

"Thea, why did you hate me so much?"

"How far do you want to burn me with your anger before you stop?"

The frustration and stubbornness in Nathan's eyes eventually turned into intense confusion. He couldn't wait to go back home and find the answers in The City of Cycles.

"Nathan."

The staff suddenly shouted at the door, "Your family has bailed you out. You can go out now."

Nathan let out a heavy sigh of relief.