When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1030 Kill Her

Immediately, Cassandra lay down, her face bare of any makeup, making herself look pitifully delicate.

“Cassandra, how are you doing?”

Queenie quickly stepped inside, voicing her concerns with a question.

Cassandra weakly responded, “I’m feeling much better now. The pain isn’t as intense. I really thought I was going to die earlier.”

She looked at her mother with pitiful eyes. “If I were to die, Mom, what would you do all by yourself?”

She then embraced Queenie.

Queenie patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry. How could you, my precious daughter, possibly die?”

Cassandra–sniffled. “Mom, I’ve been thinking. It would be nice if my younger sister could be here with you. Even if I were gone, she would still be here.”

Originally, Queenie was worried that Cassandra would be unwilling to have her search for her biological daughter. However, hearing her bring it up now, she didn’t want to keep it from her any longer.

“Cassandra, I never gave up on finding your sister. Fate as watching over us, and it’s very likely that I might find her soon.”

Cassandra’s heart went completely chilled. What am I supposed to do if Queenie finds her biological daughter?

Cassandra exhibited great composure, feigning a look of pleasant surprise on her face. “Really? Where is, she now? I’d love to see her.”

Queenie felt a bit down. “We haven’t found her yet. We only have some leads.”

“I see… Mom, you’ll definitely find her,” Cassandra comforted her.

Queenie nodded. “Let’s hope so.”

Cassandra then asked her how she managed to find the leads.

Queenie was all–powerful in the business world, yet when it came to Cassandra, she didn’t employ the same cunning strategies.

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I see… Does that mean there’s a fifty percent chance she’s not your daughter?” Cassandra asked.

Queenie nodded. “Yes, but even if the odds are only filty–fifty, I don’t want to give up.

On the surface, Cassandra didn’t say anything more. However, she silently resolved in her heart that she had to find that woman first. If that woman turned out not to be Queenie’s daughter, it would be a relief. If that woman turns out to be Queenie’s daughter, I’ll have to kill her!

Meanwhile, Paula’s health had been deteriorating, her consciousness fluctuating between lucidity and confusion.

When she was in her right mind, she made a will. After winning the lawsuit, she gave all the joint property that Ralph had given them as a couple to Cecilia.

“This is all that I can do for her…” Paula said.

The caregiver sat nearby and said, “It’s a pity that Ms. Smith is unwilling to search for her birth parents. I’ve heard from the director of the orphanage that over the years, there have been quite a few people looking for their biological daughters. It’s possible that they didn’t abandon their child on purpose.”

After hearing that, Paula also let out a sigh. “It’s all my fault.”

Had she not been so cruel to Cecilia since childhood, Cecilia wouldn’t have become disillusioned with family bonds.

After Paula finished speaking, she was seized by a violent coughing fit that she simply couldn’t suppress.

She was seized by abdominal cramps, and the caregiver noticed a patch of red staining the previously pristine white blanket.

“Gosh! I’ll call the doctor,” the caregiver said, immediately getting up to fetch the doctor.

Paula grasped her hand. “Don’t go.”

Bearing the pain, she took a deep breath and said, “I feel that I only have a few days left. Don’t waste your efforts looking for a doctor…”

Upon hearing this, the caregiver looked at her, eyes filled with compassion.

“Hm… What am I supposed to do? Maybe I should call Ms. Smith and ask her to come over to see you one last time.”

Paula, deep down, also yearned to see Cecilia. However, she felt undeserving and continued to shake her head. “No.”

She was in too much pain at that moment, too weak to say much. Slowly, she closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would bring some comfort.

Outside, the wild wind roared in gusts.

As soon as the caretaker left, a startling clap of thunder resounded, jolting Paula awake. Her forehead and entire body were covered in a fine sheen of sweat.