Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan) novel Chapter 175

"Thea, it's not worth risking your own life for such scum. Just wait and see, he won't have his glory for long. Men who climb up by stepping on the bones of their loved ones, the higher they climb, the harder they fall," Theo comforted Thea.

Nathan stared at them in disbelief. It turned out that Thea, in order to bring him to his death, was willing to go down with him. Nathan was chilled to the bone.

"Thea, were you deliberately trying to provoke me just now? Did you want me to kill you, to sacrifice my life for you? Is that it?"

Thea's eyes glistened with moisture. But when she stared at Nathan, it was as if she were a valiant warrior facing her imminent sacrifice. She didn't hide her recent cruel thoughts. She just lamented, "Yeah, why didn't you strangle me? Then you would be a murderer. I could have sought revenge and found solace."

Nathan shook his head fearfully and said, "You are crazy. Insane. I only took your kidney, but you not only want to ruin my reputation, but also take my life. You are simply unreasonable."

Thea trembled. "You wouldn't even be wronged if you were executed by Lingchi."

Theo noticed that Thea was unusually excited, so he had no choice but to intervene forcefully in the argument between Nathan and Thea. He angrily blamed Nathan, saying, "Nathan, there is never hatred without reason in this world. You owe Thea too much. If you want to know why Thea hates you so much, then you should search for answers in The City of Cycles."

After saying that, Theo picked up Thea and left.

Nathan watched Theo's figure disappear and pondered over Theo's words. His intuition told him that there were some stories between him and Thea that he might not be aware of.

Nathan returned to the car and stepped on the gas, driving crazily towards home. After arriving home, he searched bit by bit for any trace of The City of Cycles in his walk-in closet in his spacious apartment.

He searched his wardrobe over and over again many times, but couldn't find it. Finally, he searched Victoria's dressing room and unexpectedly found The City of Cycles in her jewelry box.

He seemed as if he were dumb...

He stood there without moving.

How could The City of Cycles be in Victoria's jewelry box?

So she carried him on her back and secretly used The City of Cycles?

Why didn't she confess to him?

Nathan always felt that some things didn't develop as he had expected in the past.

He took The City of Cycles and went out of the door.

Nathan arrived at the accommodation provided for him by the company. Perhaps to prevent any sudden interruptions, he became cautious and switched his phone to airplane mode. He then securely locked the door.

He lay on the sofa in the living room, repeatedly rubbing his fingertips against The City of Cycles. Scenes of Thea and their encounters played like a fast-paced movie in his mind.

Since the day he rescued Isabella, there was a long period of time when Isabella looked at him with admiration.

When did the hidden alienation and indifference in her eyes when she looked at him start?

He neglected her so much that he didn't even know she hated him. Where did it all begin, exactly, from which specific event?

He suddenly clenched The City of Cycles. Can The City of Cycles really give him the answer?

He pondered hard but got no results. In the end, exhausted, he fell asleep.

Just as he closed his eyes, he began to dream. In the dream, he disregarded Isabella's resistance and the intense emotions of his father and sister, and still brought Victoria in front of her.

Victoria was happy, she held Isabella's hand and kept chatting. She appeared to have a gentle personality, with a soft and gentle voice. In Nathan's eyes, she seemed exceptionally gentle towards Isabella. He even felt that his decision was right, bringing these sisters together, which was not a bad thing for Isabella.

But he ignored the confusion in Isabella's eyes.

She stuttered when she spoke, "You don't have to be nice to me. Our fate in this lifetime is shallow. You can be a rich girl from a wealthy family, and I can be a weed. It's fine like this."

Victoria, however, cried sadly, "Sister, do you not like me? It hurts me so much that you reject me. Do you know, sister, I have been thinking about you all these years, every moment."

Isabella lightly shook off his hand and said, "If you missed me, this city isn't that big, you should have come to see me earlier."