I Never Regretted Leaving You (Can't Win Me Back)

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As Isabella’s health gradually recovered, the new school semester began. Perhaps sorrow had turned into joy, for her once misfortunate life seemed to take a turn for the better–her career was finally blossoming.

Isabella’s designs quickly gained popularity among her classmates. Many placed orders for her affordable and stylish clothing. Word of mouth spread fast, and soon her customer base expanded from low–end to mid–tier clients. Her wallet grew thicker, and so did her confidence in earning her own livelihood.

Theodore, lounging on the bed playing a game, casually reminded her, “Sis, people only have so much energy. Even if you’re a steel–strong Iron Lady, your daily output has its limits. That means your income will eventually plateau.”

Isabella, realizing she was overwhelmed with orders, leaned in front of Theodore and humbly sought his advice. “What do you think I should do to break through?”

Pausing his game, Theodore replied, “Sis, you have two options. The first is to shift to a high–end market. The second is to establish your own brand.”

Though his explanation was succinct, Isabella, having been exposed to the upper–class world as a wealthy wife, quickly

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understood his point. However, self–doubt crept in as she wrung her hands. “Socialites and wealthy women usually chase big- name brands. Someone like me with no reputation–how could my designs catch their eye?”

“Sis, even big brands weren’t born famous.”

Theodore’s words planted grand ambitions in Isabella’s heart. “Should I give it a try?” A hopeful glow lit her eyes.

Handing her a client’s order, he said, “If you can satisfy this customer, she’ll surely bring you surprises.”

Isabella looked at the order with some skepticism. “This is just a mid–tier client.”

“Trust me.”

rented room to collect her custom gown. Eyeing the modest surroundings with disdain, the client sneered, “How could a place like this produce a gown with any sense

appeased the woman’s dissatisfaction with soft–spoken politeness. “Madam, while my place may be humble, it is clean, and

the elegantly packaged dress, Isabella handed it over with respect.

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hue and meticulous craftsmanship, her

lit up.

love this color! What’s it called?”

you like

client eagerly removed the gown, revealing an accompanying

oatmeal cashmere coat,” Isabella explained. “If you don’t mind, it’s my gift to you. But since it’s a

girl you are! I simply adore you!”

socialite friends. She raved about Isabella’s

me where I got my outfit,” she said, beaming. “So I

bowed in gratitude. “Madam, thank you for your recommendation. To express my thanks, I’d like to design a

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women quickly joined the conversation, sharing their fashion preferences. Isabella impressed them with her professional

hub for affluent clients, and her customer base steadily climbed upmarket.

turned her gaze toward Theodore, who was still playing games on his

his spine as an ominous feeling washed over him.

financially anymore. You can now

makes my head, feet, and stomach hurt… everything hurts,”

replied, “There’s no career more noble

deciphering alien code to me. Instead of

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