When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 429 Did Not Know Better Back Then

Paula’s expression abruptly changed. She was just about to ask if Cecilia had discovered. something when the younger woman spoke again.

“Why is it that I, your own flesh and blood, am considered less than a stepdaughter? If you despise me so much, why did you bring me into this world?”

Only then did Paula’s tightly wound nerves slightly relax.

your father, I

Her face, striking in its cold beauty, twisted into a mocking sneer. “If it weren’t for your wouldn’t have wanted you. Your very existence is a mistake!” she spat out.

Cecilia had heard this answer countless times before. She thought she had already grown indifferent to it, and yet, inexplicably, her heart still ached.

Perhaps, just like anyone else, she truly longed to experience a mother’s love.

Before leaving, Cecilia shot Paula an indifferent look. “If I had a choice, I wouldn’t want to be your daughter either.”

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked away.

Paula watched her retreating figure, silently clenching her fingers.

forward. “Mom,

held the earlier indifference toward Cecilia as she gazed at Cassandra;

you?” Cassandra asked curiously. Surely, in this

matters, she had assured Cassandra that she would definitely return for the engagement

she would be giving Cassandra some of

still be a renowned dancer, and

well, so she didn’t

as she stepped out

lean, his face unnaturally pale, and his eyes, just like Nathaniel’s, were deep and tender as a serene

buying everything? Did she give you a hard time?” Nicholas stepped

awkwardly in place, shaking her head as she replied, “No. Cassandra and her mother are

was to be Nicholas‘ future wife, so naturally,

Cecilia, Nicholas found himself drawing even closer to

lowered his voice and murmured, “Ceci, if you’re having regrets now, you

if Cecilia were to express her wish to be with him, he would immediately call

“I have not regrets. You should focus on your relationship

her sentence, the towering figure of

reached out

“What’s wrong with you?”

bloodshot, while his eyelids felt heavy. “My old ailment is acting up again. Could