Billionaire’s Regret After Losing Her (Aurelia) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294 Your Retribution

Aurelia was right.

Before, when Lauren was recovering from childbirth, she hadn’t wanted to drink those soups-she was too busy having episodes, threatening to jump off buildings or throw herself into the sea.

So now, naturally, there was no need for them either.

“Will you go help Kellen, or will you go back to your room and continue lying down?” Aurelia looked at Lauren.

The gentleness in her eyes was like venom, steadily attacking Lauren’s will.

“I bore two children for the Hawthorne family,” Lauren argued. “Since you’re the one in charge here, you can’t treat me this way.”

“Were those children born for me?” Aurelia asked.

Lauren’s heart sank further.

Before, when Lauren was recovering, it was fine Kellg!

did her work-that was the last bit of courtesy Aurelia had extended.

But now it was different.

Lauren was fully recovered. She had to be treated just like Eleanor and Lydia now.

Hearing this, Lauren was so angry she nearly fainted. “You’re deliberately tormenting me.”

“Yes,” Aurelia replied again, just a single word.

Lauren’s face froze completely.

She stared at Aurelia, speechless. Faced with Aurelia’s readiness to admit to everything, she didn’t know what to say anymore.

Watching Lauren rendered mute, Aurelia gave a light laugh. “Well? I’m being straightforward, aren’t I? Unlike you, who hides and conceals everything you do, too afraid to admit it-until it becomes the demon that tortures you from within.”

At rage.

“What have I done? Don’t you dare spout nonsense!” A demon? No, I don’t have one.

All Lauren was thinking was why Aurelia hadn’t paid for her child’s death yet.

All the evidence pointed to Aurelia. Why could she still

run wild in the Hawthorne Manor?

And why was Grant protecting her like this?

Aurelia simply watched her with a faint smile.

Just then, Eleanor hurried downstairs, rushing toward Aurelia. “Lydia has a fever again. Send a car to take us to the hospital immediately.”

It was the middle of the night.

They’d spent the previous night at the hospital and hadn’t wanted to come back today.

But as members of the Hawthorne family, no hospital yould admit them now.

And after returning, Lydia’s fever had spiked again.

The fever reducer wasn’t even working.

Eleanor was desperate.

Aurelia looked at her. “Why are you still standing here? Really waiting for me to call you a car?”

“You… You wretched woman! Aurelia, you’ll get what’s coming to you,” Eleanor snapped, hurling curses again.

The response was two more sharp slaps across her face.

Eleanor covered her cheek, meeting Aurelia’s gaze. Aurelia’s expression was faintly mocking. “You’re right. Retribution.”

Eleanor stared.

“All of this is your retribution, isn’t it?” Aurelia gestured around them.

If one believed in retribution, then everything Eleanor was suffering now was exactly that.

Aurelia continued, “When you were doing all those things before, you probably didn’t believe in retribution, did you?

“What’s the matter? Now that you’re facing it, you want the one delivering it to be struck down as well?”

At the mention of “all those things,” Eleanor’s heart skipped a beat.

“I… You…” She wanted to refute it, but thinking of her past actions, a wave of guilt left her unable to form a denial.

Aurelia added softly, “By the way, if Lydia dies from fever tonight, don’t blame me. That would be your retribution, too.

“They say retribution doesn’t just fall on the person—it spares no one, not even future generations.”