When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 702

Chapter 702 The Smith Residence
Paula had changed into casual attire, and as she got into her car outside the hospital, she it felt as if she was in a different world.

“Where to, madam?” the driver asked.

Upon hearing the words, Paula looked out of the window, uncertain of where she should go.

In the end, she instructed the driver to head toward the Smith residence.

Over half an hour later, she arrived at her destination.

Paula had initially assumed that the Smith residence had changed. Given that it had once been auctioned off by the court, it had likely become someone else's home.

However, as she stepped out of the car and looked up at the house she used to live in, she was surprised to find that it still looked the same.

The surroundings were impeccably clean, while the cherry blossom tree outside swayed gently.

Paula staggered over, somewhat in disbelief.

If memory serves me right, didn't Stella buy the mansion?

Stella hadn't appeared on her radar for a long time, so she was unaware that, as early as a year ago, Nathaniel had already bought the mansion back.

“Who are you?”

The housekeeper, who was cleaning the house, noticed Paula and stepped out to ask.

Paula was taken aback, and it took her a moment to regain his composure. “I used to own this house,” she stated.

“Hasn't the Smith family always owned this place?” The part-timer was curious and further inquired, “What's your relationship with Cecilia?”

The mansion had been transferred to Cecilia by Nathaniel quite some time ago. Despite this, Cecilia hadn't moved back. Instead, she had hired a part-time cleaner to maintain it.

Reading between the lines, Paula threw a question back at the housekeeper. “Are you implying that this house belongs to Cecilia?”

“Yes. She hired me to clean this place part-time.”

Paula couldn't believe it. Where on earth did Cecilia get the money to buy back the place?

As she stood there, lost in thought, the part-timer spoke again. “Are you a relative of Cecilia's? Would you like to come in and wait? She's coming over today.”

Paula didn't refuse, so she walked in.

“Your home?” Cecilia laughed. “Have you forgotten? You've already auctioned off this house. This isn't your home anymore. Please, leave!”

After Cecilia finished speaking, she told the part-timer. “Don't casually let anyone in next time.”

For the first time, the part-timer saw the usually mild-mannered Cecilia angry, and she quickly nodded in agreement. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Paula, however, refused to leave.

“You are my daughter, and naturally, your home is my home! Now that I'm diagnosed with cancer, it's your responsibility to take care of me and look after me!”

Today was Regas' birthday, and the mere thought of Paula potentially being responsible for his death triggered a chill in Cecilia's eyes.

She picked up the phone, calling the security guard outside. “You have three minutes to drive this person out of my house.”

Paula hadn't anticipated Cecilia's ruthlessness. She soon found herself being dragged out of the Smith residence by the security guards.

Outside, it was drizzling.

Cecilia left Elliot in the mansion as she stepped outside, only to find Paula looking disheveled. She left the latter with a stinging remark. “You don't deserve to show up in front of my father's memorial picture.”