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

Chapter 127

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.

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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.

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“You…”

name, indicating that her affection for the Moore family had almost completely disappeared. It was unclear whether she could be persuaded with

“How did you become like

keep me. You are the one I

I’m leaving.” After saying that,

Madam Moore. “…

to the door, pulled it, and then realized that

that she had fallen into their trap today.

want to

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

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that sickly child?”

changed, and she snarled, “What disease, you

in order to protect Victoria’s

answer me one question? Are you… really my biological mother?”

by a great disappointment. “How could you question that I am

she said, “Since she was my mother, why was

have raised you with great

know how people outside used to mock me? They said was a beggar born in a beggar’s den… But are

eyes filled with guilt. “I

wiped away her tears, suddenly feeling that there was

the belly of a cat or

she lost control and shouted, “Do you think I don’t regret it? If I had

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said, “Since we both despise each other, then let’s pretend I was never born as your

that you have become successful, it is time for you to repay me, and you think about

imprisoned me, the bond between us as mother and daughter

hate me, as long as we wait for the young prince to regain control of the Sanchez.

a hurry, sitting on the fabric sofa

watched. To see who would ultimately win