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

Chapter 702 The Smith Residence

Paula had changed into casual attire, and as she got into her car outside the hospital, she it felt as if she was in a different world.

“Where to, madam?” the driver asked.

Upon hearing the words, Paula looked out of the window, uncertain of where she should go.

In the end, she instructed the driver to head toward the Smith residence.

Over half an hour later, she arrived at her destination.

Paula had initially assumed that the Smith residence had changed. Given that it had once been. auctioned off by the court, it had likely become someone else’s home.

However, as she stepped out of the car and looked up at the house she used to live in, she was surprised to find that it still looked the same.

The surroundings were impeccably clean, while the cherry blossom tree outside swayed gently.

Paula staggered over, somewhat in disbelief.

If memory serves me right, didn’t Stella buy the mansion?

Stella hadn’t appeared on her radar for a long time, so she was unaware that, as early as a year ago, Nathaniel had already bought the mansion back.

“Who are you?”

the house, noticed Paula

aback, and it took her a moment to

Smith family always owned this place?” The part–timer was

been transferred to Cecilia by Nathaniel quite some time ago. Despite this, Cecilia hadn’t moved back. Instead, she had hired a part–time

lines, Paula threw a question back at the housekeeper. “Are you implying that this house belongs to

me to clean this place

believe it. Where on earth did Cecilia get the

part–timer spoke again. “Are you a relative of Cecilia’s? Would you like to come in and wait? She’s coming over

refuse, so she

had changed at all, be it the decor

of Regas had been put up in

of Regas, Paula’s pupils constricted, her eyes filled

that moment, voices could

granddad’s birthday, remember to pay your respects

she honored annually. This year, she happened

understand.” Elliot

mother and son duo walked in, one after the other. The were subsequently greeted by the sight of the frail

then her

are you doing here?” Cecilia’s voice

protectively in front of Cecilia, his large eyes

gazed at the scene before her, inexplicably tasting a bitterness in her throat. She retorted, “Do I need your permission to come back to