When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1765

Chapter 1765 Settle Down
Upon hearing her words, Scorpius refused without hesitation. “What are you talking about? I'm so rough and tumble. Who would want to marry me? Besides, I have no intention of settling down.”

Queenie knew that deep down, everyone longed to have a family of their own. For most of her life, she had been searching for her daughter.

With a helpless smile, she finally admitted, “Scorpius, I don't have much time left.”

Her words hit him like a bolt of lightning.

His ears buzzed, his mind refusing to process what he had just heard.

“What are you saying? What do you mean by that? Stop overthinking things.”

But Queenie remained calm, as if she had already accepted her fate. With a chuckle, she said, “I'm not overthinking. It's what the doctor told me. He said if I make it past two years, it would be a miracle.”

Scorpius' hand, gripping the wheelchair handle, tightened. His face drained of color in an instant.

Scorpius scowled. “What kind of lousy doctor says something like that? I'll go confront them later. If they're not good enough, we'll find you another one.”

Queenie turned to look at him. “Don't cause trouble for the doctor. Have you forgotten what Ceci said?”

Scorpius opened his mouth but had no words. “I...”

She cut him off gently, a serene smile on her lips. “All right, everyone dies eventually. What's there to fear? If my time is up, maybe it's a kindness from the heavens. At least I've found my child, and she has finally forgiven me. I have no regrets.”

Scorpius, however, lowered his head, his eyes burning with unshed tears.

The sunlight bathed them both, a golden warmth that Queenie found comforting. Yet, for Scorpius, it felt cold, distant—like a cruel joke.

After a moment, Queenie spoke again, her voice softer this time. “Don't waste your time on someone like me who's on death's door. You should take care of yourself.”

That was the final straw. Scorpius clenched his fists, his voice hoarse as he finally asked, “Mdm. Queenie, all these years... you've never forgotten him, have you?”

<i>Him?</i>