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

Chapter 786 Far More Important Than Queenie

“Do you really hate me that much, Cassandra? Do you truly want me to die soon?” Paula whispered from under the covers, afraid that the person in the next bed might overhear her.

Her voice was especially hoarse.

Thinking back, Paula couldn’t help but feel heartbroken. The daughter she had always been proud of, the one she had loved unconditionally and even compromised her own principles for, had just told her adoptive mother how much she despised her, found her repulsive, and even wished for her early death!

It was perhaps only at this moment that Paula could fully understand the harsh words she had once spoken to Cecilia.

“Mom, you misunderstood,” Cassandra quickly lied, trying to cover her tracks. “Queenie was with me earlier. You know how much she dislikes you. I had to lie to please her. Don’t take what I said. seriously. You’re my real mother. You’re far more important than Queenie, right?”

Paula no longer believed a word Cassandra said.

Her eyes grew colder. “Am I really more important than Queenie?”

“Of course.”

“Then go and tell Queenie the truth–that I’m actually your biological mother, that I gave birth to you,” Paula demanded.

Cassandra’s eyes narrowed. She nearly called Paula a crazy woman.

daughter,

“What’s more important?

is close to dying, I’ll tell her

I do!” Paula said, deeply disappointed. “If you don’t have the courage to tell Queenie,

Cassandra finally dropped

you dare!” she

was startled by

I’ll kill myself! Without the Jamieson family fortune, I’ll be nothing. Dad already

heart softened

“I..”

be a dancer, right? Can’t you rely on yourself?” Paula’s words would have shocked Cecilia if she had overheard

have your talent? If I

words cut Paula deeply,

was essentially blackmailing her with her own life, forcing Paula to keep quiet about the truth. Once again, Paula had to

this world had a way of making

the caregiver guessed she was speaking

to meddle, but we really shouldn’t favor one child

lifted the blanket, her lips pale.

caretaker shook her head, changed her medication,