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

Chapter 703 Is She Not Your Mother Too

“If you truly don’t have long to live, I won’t just stand idly by and watch you die on account that you’re my birth mother still,” added Cecilia.

Looking at the now high and mighty Cecilia, Paula couldn’t help but scoff, “You stupid girl, don’t get carried away just because Nathaniel is now blind and has given you some money. Of course I’ll live on. Cassandra is infinitely more outstanding than you could ever be. With her by my

side. life’s been nothing short of wonderful. I was merely testing you earlier, and now, your true colors. are showing, aren’t they? You’re nothing more than an ingrate…”

Paula launched into a tirade against Cecilia.

Cecilia didn’t feel like engaging her. She returned to the mansion and, together with Elliot, began preparing for her father’s memorial ceremony.

After berating Cecilia for an extended period outside, Paula felt intermittent pangs in her lower abdomen. A faint trace of blood soon appeared.

The part–timer noticed something was off about her and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you okay?”

Paula was already in so much pain that she couldn’t speak.

The part–timer hurriedly went back in to find Cecilia. Upon learning that Paula’s illness had acted. up and that her pants were stained red with blood, she froze w but steeled herself and decided not to go out.

Turning to the part–timer, she said, “Have the security guard take her to the hospital.”

“Alright.”

he looked up at her and he said, “Mommy,

knew that Cecilia

this,

conflict between herself and Paula to her son, so she opted for

in our country, if I raised you when you were young, you’ll take care of me when I’m old. If I had merely given birth. to you and not raised you, I wouldn’t expect you to take care

grandma isn’t nice to

any further. Instead, she reached out and

once a time when she had considered taking care of Paula for the

had left her utterly

fine

patted Cecilia’s

longed to grow up quickly, for then he

Cecilia paid respects to her father’s memorial picture. She murmured softly, “Dad, you wouldn’t hold it

father passed away, he had entrusted

having failed to take good

back to the hospital. The latter’s condition was critical, and she

at the hospital, she went into shock. She’s now in the operating room, fighting for

brows slightly furrowed, but she

again,

“Come back first.”

“Alright.”