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

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Chapter 668 Feelings Of Regret

Paula moved forward on her own, leaving the caregivers behind her discussing in hushed tones. “She’s really

pitiful. Despite her severe illness, neither her husband nor son are by her side, and her daughter just cfor a

brief visit and then left.”

“Exactly, have you seen her daughter? Always dressed to the nines, but the moment she saw her own mother

wet the bed, the look of disgust on her face was so obvious.”

“Being wealthy isn’t necessarily a good thing.”

Upon hearing the voices of the caregivers behind her, Paula heard Cassandra's earlier words at the hospital

entrance echo in her mind.

She was instantly angered. “What nonsense are you spouting? My husband lovesmore than you can

imagine; my son is just tied up with work; and my daughter cares deeply for me. She visitsevery day. You're

just jealous!”

The caregivers immediately fell silent, not daring to say anything more.

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Paula returned to her bed, lying down. The ears, along with the grating gossip of the of disdain from Cassandra

still echoed in her

“She wet the bed. It was utterly disgusting. You wouldn't believe how close | was to throwing up when | walked

in. I've never had to look after Queenie before, and now I'm expected to care for her? Even her own son doesn’t

want to take care of her. This is ridiculous...”

“Exactly, have you seen her daughter? Always dressed to the nines, but the moment she saw her own mother

wet the bed, the look of disgust on her face was so obvious.”

Given Paula’s immense pride, she would never admit that her daughter's feelings for her weren't genuine.

Moreover, she had pinned all her hopes on Cassandra, going so far as to break her vow of never dancing again

for her sake. For the latter, she had even transferred all the assets of the Smith family to the Evans family.

Paula picked up her phone, dialing Ralph’s number.

The call on the other end took a while to connect.

“What is it now?” Ralph’s voice was laced with impatience.

Paula was oblivious to it as she asked, “Honey, are you still tied up with work? When will you cand keep me

company? | don’t want to be alone in the hospital.”

“Didn’t | tell you already? The company has been going through sissues recently, and I've been incredibly

busy. Didn't | hire two caregivers for you? If you're bored, why don’t you chat with them?”

Paula wanted to say more, but Ralph had already hung up the phone.

When it cto Paula, who had now aged significantly and was severely ill, he felt no desire for her anymore.

Beside him was his attractive female secretary. “Mr. Evans, please don’t be upset.”

The female secretary gently patted his chest, soothing him.

Ralph pulled her close, grinning as he said, “After that old woman dies, would it be okay if | marry you?”

The office was filled with laughter.

Paula stared at the disconnected call, her eyes filled with disappointment.

Had this been before she fell ill and was entangled in legal troubles, she would have already confronted Ralph at

his office, but now, even taking a few steps caused her pain.

It was at this moment that Paula couldn't help but recall the twhen she married Regas. Back then, even if

she accidentally twisted her leg, Regas would show exceptional concern, let alone when it cto being

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diagnosed with cancer.

Paula still remembered the day she had caught a chill and developed a fever during the night. It had frightened

Regas to no end. Despite the doctor's assurance that she was fine, Regas held her in his arms, crying until she

was soaked in tears.

He even said. “You must not cto any harm, Paula. If anything happens to you, | would choose to die with

you.”

Back then, Paula simply thought that this man was weak, crying over the smallest things.

He wants to die alongside met How immature!

Later on, when Regas broke both his legs in a car accident, he didn’t shed a single tear. Instead, he tenderly

caressed her face and reassured her, “It doesn’t hurt. I'll recover soon.”

“Don’t look at me. It will scare you, understand?”

As Paula pondered over these matters, tears began to fall inexplicably.

In that moment, she felt a tinge of regret.

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