Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan)

Can't Win Me Back Chapter 25 Meanwhile, Nathan was not idle.

To pave the way for Victoria's career, he spared no expense, spending a fortune just to arrange a meeting between Victoria and Master Jasmine. After much pressure from intricate connections, Master Jasmine reluctantly agreed to meet Victoria.

That day, Nathan supported Victoria as they entered Master Jasmine's lounge. Master Jasmine sat on the sofa, and beside her, an elegant clothing rack displayed the works of both Isabella and Victoria.

The moment Victoria saw Isabella's work, her smile froze, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face.

Master Jasmine was direct. "Miss Victoria, both you and Miss Thea are exceptionally talented. However, after carefully comparing your works, I regret to inform you that I have decided to take Miss Thea as my apprentice."

Victoria was unwilling to accept it. "Master Jasmine, may I know where I fell short?"

Master Jasmine stroked the stitching on the garment and replied, "Your temperament is impatient, unlike Miss Thea, who can settle her mind. Patience and persistence are key to achieving great things."

Victoria's tears streamed down her face.

Nathan abruptly stood up. "Master Jasmine, I regret to inform you that the so-called Miss Theas my wife. the Hill family is a prestigious household in the imperial capital, and I will never allow my wife to establish her own career. She will be returning with me very soon." Master Jasmine looked astonished, then sighed in regret. "What a pity."

Victoria seized the opportunity. "Master Jasmine, if you're willing to take me as your apprentice, I promise to work on improving my impatience."

Moved by Victoria's proactive approach, Master Jasmine accepted her as an apprentice.

Victoria immediately shared the news on her official social media account: *He kept his promise. Thank you for securing this opportunity for me to be my idol's student.*

The post was accompanied by a photo-a pair of tightly clasped hands. Through the long, slender fingers adorned with a ring, Isabella recognized Nathan's hand, intertwined with Master Jasmine's.

Upon learning this, Isabella felt as if her world had collapsed. Her vision went dark, and her mind blanked out. She stood frozen in the middle of the room like a statue.

It wasn't until Ava called out, "Miss, miss..." that Isabella slowly returned to her senses. She staggered to the sofa, picked up a teacup, and took a big gulp.

Ava crouched in front of her like a small, gentle kitten, comforting her softly, "Miss, what's wrong? It's just a missed chance to become someone's apprentice. Miss, you're a gem. You'll shine wherever you go. Don't be so upset."

Isabella looked at the youthful Ava. She didn't understand the weight of this situation. This competition was a turning point for Isabella, a chance to rewrite her destiny. She had won the championship, but fate's trajectory had not shifted in her favor. Master Jasmine still sided with Victoria.

Did this mean that no matter how hard she tried, she could never escape her predestined fate?

Perhaps it was overwhelming despair or the exhaustion from days of sleepless work, but Isabella fell ill. She developed a high fever and lay weakly in bed.

In her haze, she vaguely heard Nathan and Ava arguing.

"Where is Isabella? I want to see her," Nathan demanded.

"Mr. Hill, my Sis is ill and can't see you," Ava replied firmly.

"She's always been strong. How could she suddenly fall ill? She's clearly pretending to avoid me," Nathan speculated maliciously, without a hint of concern.

"My Sis is really sick! She's running a high fever," Ava retorted sharply, blocking the door.

"A fever?" Nathan's tone softened. "How did she suddenly get sick?"

Unaware of the complicated grievances between Nathan and Isabella, Ava let her guard down. "My Sis was devastated when she couldn't become Master Jasmine's apprentice. Her grief has made her ill."

Nathan hesitated, a trace of guilt flickering across his face. "She's the wife of the Hill family, living a life free of worry. She doesn't need to pursue a career outside. Why grieve over something so trivial?"