When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429 Did Not Know Better Back Then
Paula's expression abruptly changed. She was just about to ask if Cecilia had discovered something when the younger woman spoke again.

“Why is it that I, your own flesh and blood, am considered less than a stepdaughter? If you despise me so much, why did you bring me into this world?”

Only then did Paula's tightly wound nerves slightly relax.

Her face, striking in its cold beauty, twisted into a mocking sneer. “If it weren't for your father, I wouldn't have wanted you. Your very existence is a mistake!” she spat out.

Cecilia had heard this answer countless times before. She thought she had already grown indifferent to it, and yet, inexplicably, her heart still ached.

Perhaps, just like anyone else, she truly longed to experience a mother's love.

Before leaving, Cecilia shot Paula an indifferent look. “If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be your daughter either.”

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked away.

Paula watched her retreating figure, silently clenching her fingers.

At that moment, Cassandra stepped forward. “Mom, what did you guys talk about?”

Paula snapped back to reality. Her eyes no longer held the earlier indifference toward Cecilia as she gazed at Cassandra; all that was left was tenderness. “Nothing.”

“Mom, you don't seem to like Cecilia very much, do you?” Cassandra asked curiously. Surely, in this world, there wouldn't be a biological mother who didn't love her own daughter, right?

Although her mother, Queenie, was busy with overseas matters, she had assured Cassandra that she would definitely return for the engagement party.

She also mentioned that she would be giving Cassandra some of the Jamieson family's business shares in the future.

“Don't even mention her. If it weren't for her, I would still be a renowned dancer, and my career wouldn't have ended,” Paula said coldly.

Cassandra probably understood as well, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Cecilia returned to the Rainsworth residence first, and as soon as she stepped out of the car, she saw Nicholas standing not too far away.

His figure was tall and lean, his face unnaturally pale, and his eyes, just like Nathaniel's, were deep and tender as a serene pond.

“Have you finished buying everything? Did she give you a hard time?” Nicholas stepped forward.