When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1381

Chapter 1381 Her Biological Mother
Cecilia didn't respond. She slowly stood up and walked outside.

Her mind was in complete turmoil.

When she came out, Sven noticed her pale face and immediately approached her. “What's wrong?”

“Nothing. Let's go back,” Cecilia replied.

“Okay.”

Once they were in the car, Cecilia's thoughts were consumed by what Cassina had said.

Queenie is my biological mother? How could such a thing be possible? My biological mother had once wanted to kill me and my son? No, I can't simply trust Cassina's words.

“Sven, can you help me with something?”

She needed to investigate and confirm if she and Queenie were truly mother and daughter.

After instructing Sven to handle this matter, Cecilia returned to Elliot's hospital ward.

The child was already asleep. Nathaniel was sitting by his side, wide awake. When he saw Cecilia return, he stood up and supported her. “How did it go?”

“Nothing much,” Cecilia said. She wasn't ready to tell anyone about this yet, not until she had concrete answers. What if it was all a misunderstanding?

Nathaniel noticed her troubled expression but didn't press her when he saw she didn't want to talk.

“You must be tired. Go to bed early.”

“Mm.”

Cecilia nodded. After washing up quickly, she went to sleep in the adjacent caregiver room.

Deep into the night, Cecilia couldn't sleep well.

She dreamed again of her childhood, the time when she was brought back from the countryside to the Smith family. In her dream, no matter how hard she tried to please Paula, she was never treated kindly.

Paula had forced her to kneel. “How dare you bully Magnus? Who do you think you are? And who do you think he is?”

Back then, young Cecilia didn't understand and tried to argue, “Why is it that we're both your children, but you treat us so differently? Why can't you love me too?”

Paula had sneered coldly at her response.

“Love you? You're dreaming. Let me tell you, you're nothing but an unwanted orphan. You don't deserve to be my daughter!”

The past replayed in vivid detail in her dream, like a movie reel rolling through her mind.