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

Chapter 747 Dealing With Her Own Hardships

Paula never expected that when Cecilia came over, it was merely to hand her three hundred. thousand. In the past, that amount wouldn’t even be enough for her to gamble once, let alone match the cost of one of her previous handbags.

“Are you kidding me? What can one possibly do with three hundred thousand?”

Cecilia looked at her calmly. “In an average household, three hundred thousand could cover the down payment for a house. How could it not be enough for you to use in a month? I don’t have any more than this.”

Cecilia added before she left, “Don’t waste your energy suing me. I’ve consulted with a lawyer. I’ve been giving you three hundred thousand a month, fulfilling my duty to provide for my parents. Even if you sue, it won’t make a difference.”

“You jerk!”

Paula was about to rise from her sickbed to confront her.

The caregiver hurriedly stopped her, lowering her voice, “Mdm. Paula, please calm down. I had. just received a call from Cassandra not too long ago. She asked me to resign, even stating she won’t be paying me anymore.”

Paula’s mind went blank. “What does that mean?”

The caregiver’s face was grim. “Don’t you get it yet? She doesn’t want to deal with you anymore.”

Paula collapsed heavily back onto the hospital bed, the pain in her abdomen intensifying. She was in such agony that she couldn’t even move.

“Quick call the doctor…”

caregiver noticed that her pants were already stained red

activated

nurses arrived

nurses hurrying toward the room she had just exited. She couldn’t help but stop in her

being wheeled out

caregiver also came out and upon seeing that Cecilia was still there, she

just had a severe hemorrhage and she’s

hearing those words, Cecilia’s hand involuntarily clenched, her facial expression remained

I had severed. our mother–daughter relationship

help but express her shock mother–daughter bond? A mother is always a monow deep must the resentment be to sever a no

to you,” held a moral weight that burdened Cecilia

eyes were red as she let out a cold laugh. “Do you really think I would have come here to give money to a woman who never treated me like her daughter, if it weren’t

one understood

expect the caregiver to understand her. She turned her

think I was reluctant to spend

back from voicing

a mother not loving her own daughter. Gently patting