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.

stepped forward. “Mom, what

Her eyes no longer held the earlier indifference toward Cecilia as she gazed at Cassandra; all

seem to like Cecilia very much, do you?” Cassandra asked curiously. Surely, in this world, there wouldn’t be a biological mother who didn’t love

busy with overseas matters, she had assured Cassandra that

Cassandra some of the Jamieson family’s business.

mention her. If it weren’t for her, I would still be a renowned dancer, and my

understood as well, so she

returned to the Rainsworth residence first, and as soon as she stepped out of the car, she

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

you finished buying everything? Did she give you a

her head as she replied, “No.

naturally, Cecilia

with Cecilia, Nicholas found himself

voice and murmured, “Ceci, if you’re

were to express her wish

immediately shook her head. “I have not regrets.

towering figure

reached out to support

“What’s wrong with you?”

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