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“What do | get out of this?” she sneered in response.
“Your identity as Mrs. Hill,” Nathan said, as if granting her a great favor.
Isabella smiled mockingly. “Mrs. Hill? Can | eat it? Can | drink it?”
Nathan was taken aback. It seemed he had finally realized that the title of Mrs. Hill hadn't brought Isabella any
benefits.
He also realized that the once innocent and naive Isabella was starting to see things with a businesswoman’s
perspective: She was beginning to care about this unfair trade.
“Once you save your Sis, whatever you want, | will give it to you,” he said without thinking.
“I want a divorce. Is that okay?” Isabella’s words were like a sharp blade.
Nathan froze, unable to believe what he had just heard.
He studied her eyes carefully, making sure she wasn’t joking. And when he was certain she wasn’t, an
inexplicable anger began to rise in him.
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“Don’t say things in anger. Anything but that, | will give you,” he gritted his teeth, trying to keep his temper in
check.
But Isabella was stubborn. “I only want a divorce. If not, we have nothing more to talk about. You can find
someone else to save
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your precious woman.”
Nathan stood there, staring at her. The way she raised her delicate brows with such pride-something he had
never seen in her before-made him feel a sense of anger, frustration, and confusion.
His grip on her wrist tightened in agitation. He gritted his teeth and growled, “Isabella, who do you think you
are? This marriage is not for you to decide.”
Without giving her a chance to respond, he dragged her down to the basement and forcibly shoved her into the
luxury car.
“Whether you like it or not, you will go to the hospital and donate blood for your Sis. Isabella, this is the purpose
of your existence. You should understand your place.”
Isabella was forcefully taken to the hospital by Nathan, her mind swirling with despair. In his eyes, was she truly
so worthless?
His words struck her like a hammer, draining her of all strength. She felt like a puppet, powerless as he dragged
her into the blood transfusion room.
“Doctor, test her blood immediately. She is Victoria's biological Sis, and their blood types match. Just take her
blood and give it to Victoria,” Nathan said with an air of authority.
The doctor, startled by Nathan's command, hesitated for a moment, but Nathan immediately rolled up Isabella's
sleeve, revealing her pale arm, and stretched it out onto the transfusion table.
The doctor looked at Isabella, unsure and feeling guilty. The
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sorrow in her eyes made him feel as if what was happening was.
a crime.
Nathan shouted angrily, “What are you waiting for? Victoria is. waiting for her blood to save her!”
The doctor, as if compelled by something he couldn't control, inserted the needle into Isabella’s vein.
Isabella closed her eyes as the sharp pain of the needle pierced her skin. The pain spread through her body, and
her heart felt as though it were being crushed.
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“Nathan... | hate you.”
She spoke the words softly, almost as if they were an afterthought, but the venom in them was unmistakable.
Nathan's face remained cold and expressionless as he looked at her. When he saw the hatred in her eyes, his
body
involuntarily trembled.
“Bella, | will be good to you from now on,” he said.
If this were in the past, hearing him say these words, even though she knew he was lying, would have made
Isabella feel somewhat comforted. But now, it felt hollow. No matter how much he spoke, no matter how grand
his promises, she couldn't be moved.
She only felt disgusted, repulsed by him..
After the blood was drawn, the doctor handed over a cotton swab to press on the needle’s injection site.
Nathan, trying to act kind, offered to help her press the cotton in
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place, but Isabella suddenly pushed his hand away with all her strength, letting the blood flow freely as she
stood up without even looking at him and walked away.
Nathan stood frozen in place.
His face darkened as he followed her, “Bella, | know you're angry, but saving a life is more important. You
understand, don’t you?”