When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 930

Chapter 930 No Cure For Regret
Despite the woman referring to those possessions as junk, Cecilia didn't feel as upset as she usually would, nor was she angry.

“Thank you, then,” she expressed. “I wish you a swift journey to paradise, Mdm. Paula.”

With that, she hung up the phone.

Cecilia was initially feeling rather calm, but she began to reflect on her childhood days. She thought back to how she used to constantly seek Paula's approval, treating this woman as her own mother, only to be hurt time and again. Eventually, she found it increasingly difficult to contain herself.

Back at the hospital, Paula clutched onto her phone as Cecilia's words echoed in her mind.

I wish you a swift journey to paradise, Mdm. Paula.

Paradise?

She was surely destined for hell after death.

Paula put down her phone and opened up the photo album. Astonishingly, it contained the diaries of Cecilia written during her childhood.

In reality, after Paula first got her hands on Cecilia's childhood belongings, she took a moment to look them over.

Leafing through Cecilia's old diary entries over and over again filled her with utter regret. If she could have lived her life once more, she would have undoubtedly cherished this daughter of hers.

The caregiver could tell that Paula was genuinely sorry now.

Alas, there was no such thing as a cure for regret in this world.

“Mdm. Paula, I just got back from the law firm after inquiring about your case. They've agreed to take it on, but given your lack of funds, you'll have to proceed with a contingency fee agreement. You won't have to pay anything if you lose, but if you win, you'll pay the lawyer ten percent of the winnings.”

Paula was currently incapacitated, so she had her caregiver consult a lawyer on her behalf to file for divorce from Ralph.

If she were to win, ten percent of the money awarded to Paula had to be paid to the lawyer as a legal fee.

If she were to lose, there would be no need to pay anything.

“That's fine.” The woman knew she could only take this risk.

“I'll have the lawyer come over, then,” said the caregiver.

Paula nodded. “Alright. If I win the lawsuit, I'll give you one percent of the payment.”

It was only on the brink of death that she truly understood who had been kind to her, and who had not.

The caregiver waved her hand dismissively. “Let's talk about this only if you win.”