Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan) novel Chapter 138

Victoria realized her predicament and said, "Thea, you deliberately took away our mother to embarrass me, didn't you?"

Victoria's resentment towards Thea grew even stronger.

On the other side.

Madam Moore followed Thea home, expecting her to lead a destitute and miserable life with no support. However, upon entering the house, the spacious living room, luxurious decoration style, and valuable furnishings left Madam Moore stunned.

This large flat, located in the southern part of the city, had a starting price of at least six figures. Houses of this size, with an area of four hundred square meters, were limited edition and priced close to seven figures. This was a luxurious residence that Madam Moore could only dream of living in her entire life.

She spoke with excitement, her voice trembling slightly. "Thea, when did you buy such a nice house? You have become so wealthy now, why didn't you tell Mom and Dad? You must take good care of us in the future. We have suffered all our lives, and finally we can enjoy a comfortable life."

Thea said coldly, "Don't get me wrong. I'm taking you home, but it's not for you to enjoy a life of luxury."

Madam Moore was dumbfounded.

"Why did you bring me back then?"

Thea poured herself a glass of juice and elegantly drank it in front of Madam Moore. After finishing the juice, she put down the cup without offering to pour one for Madam Moore.

Then Thea heard, "How did you take care of me back then? I'm sure you still remember, right?"

Madam Moore's eyes flickered with guilt, and she nervously said, "I am getting old and have some signs of senility. I always forget things. Those things from your childhood, so long ago, I can't remember them."

Thea looked down at her, not allowing her to argue. "The dementia I've heard of is not the same as what you're saying. People with real dementia may not remember recent events, but they often have vivid memories of things from long ago."

With that, she straightened up and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, I can help you recall. I will repay you in the same way you treated me in the past."

Madam Moore couldn't avoid it any longer and reluctantly apologized to Thea, her face turned sour. "Thea, Mom knows that I treated you poorly in the past, Mom was wrong. I apologize to you..."

Thea furrowed her brow, feeling a surge of anger clogging her veins at that moment. Why should the person who made a mistake and caused a lifetime of harm to others be able to simply say sorry and escape punishment?

Thea wanted to retaliate against Madam Moore, but seeing Madam Moore's timid and elderly appearance, her strong-willed nature finally deflated.

What did she punish her for?

He was just a person who had to bury at least half of his foot in the yellow soil.

Arguing with her is so boring.

"You remember how you used to treat me before. Don't expect me to respect and love you. Rest assured, as long as you behave and don't cause trouble, I will support you until old age."

Madam Moore desired a wealthy and prosperous daughter to accompany her to heaven, but now her daughter's words have brought her back to reality, leaving her feeling somewhat disappointed...

Thea "comforted" her. "You should be grateful. I didn't hand you over to Victoria to become her pawn. Serving that worthless man lying in bed. This is already your greatest luck."

Madam Moore remained silent.

Although she didn't want to serve her ex-husband, she loved her daughter Victoria. She couldn't bear to have her precious daughter cleaning up after Master Moore.

"I would rather go back," Madam Moore squeezed out a sentence after a while.

Thea stared at her angrily and said, "Since you miss that home so much, I will send you back. But not now. I need to show you how your precious daughter treats that useless old man."

"Guess what, would she help the old man with his excretion needs?"

Madam Moore felt a pang of sympathy whenever she thought about delicate Victoria having to clean up after Master Moore. "Nathan loves her, he wouldn't let her do all those dirty and tiring chores."

Thea said, "What if Nathan had reached a dead end and didn't have any money to hire a caregiver for the old man?"

Madam Moore's face instantly fell.

Then she kept clamoring to go back. "This place is too luxurious for me, I can't get used to it. Please send me back."