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

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Chapter 669 Unable To Sleep

She regretted abandoning the man who loved her the most, all for what she thought was true love.

“Regas, you must really hate me, right?”

Paula wiped away her tears, telling herself that Ralph was genuinely busy and Cassandra had serious matters to

attend to as well. They couldn't be by her side to take care of her.

She was alone, scrolling through her phone. For sreason, as if guided by an unseen hand, she opened the

old family group chat. Inside were messages from Cecilia, her father, herself, and Magnus.

In the family group chat, there was still a message sent by Regas before he passed away: Honey, do you think |

look handsin this outfit for our daughter's wedding?

Cecilia responded: Dad, you look exceptionally handsome.

Paula replied: Absolutely hideous.

Regas: Then, I'll change my outfit to surprise you.

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That was the last message he sent in the group chat.

Paula swiped upward, and for sreason, she found himself on the chat screen with Cecilia.

Ever since Cecilia repaid her for giving her life her own death, there had been no new updates between them.

She scrolled back, finding a message Cecilia had sent her six years ago:

Mom, happy birthday. Did you eat the cake | bought for you today?

Mom, please don’t be mad at me. Anger is harmful to your health, and you've caught a cold. I've made you

speppermint tea to help you feel better.

Mom, | want a divorce. Can we stop relying on others now?

Mom, | can earn money to support you, don’t worry.

Yet every response Paula gave to Cecilia was particularly indifferent.

She looked at the messages sent by Cecilia in the past, and couldn't help but recall how obedient. Cecilia had

been from childhood to adulthood.

Knowing that Paula was a dancer, Cecilia worked harder than the average person, all in hopes of standing on the

stage and making Paula feel proud.

Paula could still recall that when Cecilia stepped down from the stage, her feet were blistered and bloody.

Additionally, during one of their trips, Paula had admired a flower on the mountain, commenting on its beauty.

Without considering the danger, Cecilia had gone to pick it for her, nearly breaking her leg in the process...

A flood of countless memories crushing back.

Paula immediately shut off her phone, forcing herself not to dwell on those thoughts any longer.

“Why bother with that ingrate? She’s not even my daughter! How can someone with hearing impairment and no

achievements to speak of possibly be worthy of being my daughter?” she murmured to herself.

Paula lay in her room, intending to rest, but no matter what, she just couldn't fall asleep.

After returning home, Cecilia sat alone on the balcony, lost in thought as she gazed into the pitch-black night.

She didn’t know why, but tears slid from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably despite her efforts to rein them

in.

She curled herself up into a ball.

The light before her was suddenly blocked. As Cecilia slowly lifted her head, she saw Nathaniel, who was

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standing before her without her realizing it.

Even though she knew he couldn't see her, Cecilia quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, sniffling.

Nathaniel extended his hand for her to lean on him. “What's happened?” he asked.

Cecilia spoke candidly. “Paula is really sick. She has late-stage cancer.”

She shed tears, not out of fear for Paula’s passing, but rather, she was reflecting on the fact that all these years,

she had never received even a fraction of the love her mother had shown Cassandra.

Nathaniel fell silent for a moment, then bent down to carry her in his arms.

Cecilia frantically grabbed his shoulders and asked, “What are you doing?”

“It’s late. I'm carrying you to bed.”

“I don’t want to sleep.”

Cecilia wanted him to put her down, but Nathaniel firmly held her in his arms, placing her on the bed

forcefullyaving down to embrace her.

“If you can’t sleep, try focusing on something else,” he suggested. &

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