NovelEnglishChapter 748 An Enchanting Dream
After Cecilia left, Paula was rushed into several hours of emergency treatment. Miraculously, the doctors
managed to rer from the jaws of death.
The moment she awoke, her gaze swept her surroundings. Other than the caregiver, not a single loved one was
by her side, not even Cecilia.
Paula parted his parched lips. “Where... is she?”
The caregiver immediately leaned in. “Who?”
“Cecilia.”
The caregiver knew that deep down, Paula still held a place in her heart for Cecilia. She explained, “She must
have had smatters to attend to, so she left.”
Paula was just about to mock when the caregiver took out the business card that Cecilia had given her earlier.
“Look, she gave this to me. She mentioned that if you have any more problems, | could call her at any time. She
would take responsibility.”
Upon hearing this, Paula, surprisingly, did not ridicule.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe caregiver tucked the business card away, murmuring, “You know, | have a relative who also has two
daughters. She, too, plays favorites, only doting on the younger one. But when she grew old, her adored little
daughter didn’t care for her at all. On New Year's Eve, she was even driven out of her own home. The eldest
daughter, whom she didn’t favor since childhood, surprisingly took her in. They lived together, and now she tells
me, her eldest daughter is the best.”
Paula’s lips parted slightly. “Are they both her biological children?”
“No, the eldest daughter is adopted,” the caregiver replied.
Paula’s eyes narrowed in disbelief. “Would her adopted daughter treat her well?”
“What's wrong with an adopted daughter? As long as she’s grateful and gives back, she can be much better than
a biological daughter, the caregiver argued.
Paula fell silent.
The caregiver looked puzzled. “Why have you gone silent? Your two daughters have different fathers, but that
doesn’t mean you can play favorites because you prefer your current husband. You shouldn't neglect your older
daughter, right?”
The caregiver had assumed that Cecilia was the eldest daughter, and believed that Paula, after divorcing
Cecilia's father, had found someone else arid given birth to Cassandra.
Enough.”
Paula halted her from speaking further
The caregiver immediately sealed her lips, she almost forgot that this woman was not deserving of sympathy.
That night, the caregiver went to rest.
Paula was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The woman beside her had her daughter visit her again, only leaving when it was tfor her to sleep.
“How cyour daughter treats you so well?” Paula couldn't help but ask.
The woman barely hesitated before replying, “Because I'm her mother, of course she treatswell. Naturally, |
adore her too.”
“Why doesn’t my daughter love me?” For the first time, Paula revealed her vulnerable side in front of others.
After hearing this, the woman fell silent for a while, but couldn't help comforting her. “Every daughter cherishes
their mother. Have you done something to hurt her? | overheard your conversation with your daughter earlier,
and it sounded as if you were enemies.”
After hearing this, Paula was once again reminded of Cecilia.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe no longer held the arrogance she had during the day, and for the first time, she voiced her inner thoughts.
“She used to always do as | said, whatever | asked of her, she would do it without ever going against my
wishes.”
Upon hearing this, the woman didn’t quite agree with her actions, but she chose not to voice her opinions.
Paula soon drifted off to sleep as she murmured to herself.
After she fell asleep, she had a dream where she found herself back in the past.
She no longer bullied Cecilia as she used to. Instead, she started showing concern for her. Regas hadn't passed
away either.
Several years later, she fell seriously ill. Regas, Cecilia, and even her grandson cto visit her.
The dream was so enchanting that upon waking, Paula felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy.
She had already experienced dreams of this sort a few times before.
Paula glanced at the time, it was only six in the morning. She looked out the window, the cold wind was howling
outside
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She endured the pain, rising from her sickbed and made her way outside the hospital.
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