"Dylan, I don't know why things have become like this between us. Do you remember when we were kids? We were both locked in that basement. The winter was so cold back then. We huddled together for warmth and survived that long, dark time. In my heart, I've never forgotten you. Dylan, please don't be so cold to me, okay?" Isabella's eyes welled up with tears.
" The past is the past. Let's not bring it up. You need to look forward."
At that moment, Isabella spotted Elena standing at the door.
She actually came!
Isabella had a sudden idea and immediately threw her arms around Dylan.
"I know, I know, but that emotional bond is carved into my bones. I'll remember it for the rest of my life. Don't go. Just stay with me for a little while, just a moment, please?"
Dylan wanted to push her away, but given her injury, he hesitated for a fraction of a second.
Elena curled her lips into a smile and walked into the room with confident strides.
"My, am I interrupting something?" Elena asked.
Dylan immediately pushed Isabella away.
Before he could speak, Isabella beat him to it. "Miss Whelan, don't misunderstand. There's nothing going on between Dylan and me. I just... I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry..."
Elena smiled sarcastically. Isabella was putting on quite the performance.
Retreating to advance.
It was a standard tactic: the more she explained, the messier it sounded, and the more likely it was to cause a misunderstanding.
But Elena wasn't buying it.
"It's fine, Miss Bennett. I heard you took a knife for Dylan. I have to admire that kind of courage," Elena said, maintaining her smile.
Seeing how relaxed Elena was, Isabella was thrown off balance.
Logically, shouldn't Elena be angry seeing that embrace?
"Elena Whelan, you saw it. You saw my place in Dylan's heart!"
"Really? I didn't see how much he likes or loves you."
"The doctor asked for family, and he went. Isn't that the best proof?"
Elena crossed her arms and scoffed. "There are only three of us here. If he didn't go, was I supposed to go? Besides, you're his cousin, strictly speaking. Even if you aren't blood-related, he counts as your guardian right now."
"You're not even jealous!" Isabella was furious.
"Why should I be jealous? What eyes see isn't always the truth. Besides, I've never been afraid of a third party coming between Dylan and me. Because I trust him. In the future, don't bother performing these cheap tricks in front of me. It's boring."
Isabella gritted her teeth. "You're too confident. Dylan and I are childhood sweethearts. We grew up together. You will never understand the bond between us!"
"Are you talking about this?" Elena pulled out her phone and showed her the photo she had received that morning.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn
Gente que final mais sem Graça ,author simplesmente estragou tudo no final!...
Aff ta estragando...
Ah por favor author nao estrague o final !...
Sim (eu sabia o final nao podia ser assim)quero meu bebe dylan vivo um belo casamento e de quebra 2 filhos pra eles bianca salva e por favor author quero que a michele sofra esse final que ta agora da bianca que seja da michele sem lingua pernas e bracos sem olhos e mendigando!...
Gente cade o mentor dela e a pedra tem que ser algo que de pra ressuscitar o dylan e a bianca! Nao me importo com nada so quero eylan de volta com ela um belo casamento entre os 2!...
Gente nao creio nisso dylan e bianca morrerem!...
She's too busy winning to watch him cry novel pls post this novel...
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