When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1031 Truly Dead

Paula had a nightmare. In her dream, Regas refused to forgive her, and everyone abandoned her.

Awakening from a dream, Paula was curled up, her expression dazed.

In truth, that wasn’t a dream. It was reality. Indeed, there was no one by her side anymore.

Boom!

Another loud noise echoed. Paula looked toward the sky outside the window, inexplicably feeling rejuvenated.

She spent the entire night finishing the scarf she had not yet fully knitted. After that, she packed everything she had prepared into a large suitcase.

She had even penned another letter.

After all was done, she returned to her bed.

The pain in her abdomen flared up again, feeling as if countless knives were churning inside her. Paula was in such agony that she couldn’t even speak. She wanted to call for a doctor, but there was no doctor to be found.

She knew that she could die that night.

Paula didn’t even have the strength to turn over, but she didn’t want to die alone. She was terribly frightened.

She yearned for someone to be by her side.

“Pain…”

In her daze, she could only manage to utter a single word.

The caregiver was sound asleep, and the slight noise she made couldn’t rouse the caregiver.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Paula couldn’t reach the emergency alert system by her bedside. She had no choice but to endure, slowly waiting for the inevitable end. This must be karma, I suppose!

She was filled with regret then, but it was too late for regrets.

At the break of dawn, when the sky had just begun to show a hint of light, Paula could no longer hold on. Her breath ceased, and in a way, she found her release. Ugh…”

When the caregiver discovered something had happened to Paula, it was already two hours later, and she had lost her body heat.

Mdm. Paulal” the caregiver called out loudly.

The person on the bed no longer responded.

The caregiver couldn’t help but feel regretful. “How could I have slept so deeply?”

a few tears

Knowing that Paula was long gone, the caregiver first oned Cecilia.

At the Smith residence, Cecilia got up to brush her teck and wash her face like she would any other morning, only to notice a call from the caregiver

She answered the phone, and the caregiver’s choked–up voice came through. “Ms. Smith, Mdm. Paula has passed away.”

Hearing those words, Cecilia felt as though a stone had been hurled at her heart.

Cecilia stood frozen on the spot, not uttering a word, quietly listening to the caregiver say, “Ah, it’s all my fault. I noticed something was off about her last night, but I never expected to wake up this morning to find her gone.”

“When will you be coming over?” the caregiver asked.

It took a while for Cecilia to regain her composure, “I’ll be there in a moment.”

She ended the call and set down her phone, her mind in complete disarray.

Paula has passed away… That woman has unexpectedly died just like that… Cecilia took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down.

After instructing Lucille to take care of Elliot, she hurried off to the hospital.

When Cecilia arrived at the hospital, the caregiver led her to the morgue.

The caretaker approached a bed shrouded with a thin white sheet and uttered, “Mdm. Paula, Ms. Smith ist here to see you.”

When she was alive, Paula had always yearned to see Cecilia, but unfortunately, her wish remained unfulfilled.

Thankfully, after Paula died, Cecilia showed up.

The caregiver also called Cassandra and Magnus.

The two individuals had yet to arrive. Cassandra even said to the caregiver, “She’s no longer my mother. She’s dead, and it has nothing to do with me. Don’t call me about her ever again.”

Struggling with each step, Cecilia gradually made her way to the side of the bed.

She reached out and lifted a corner of the white cloth, revealing Paula’s gaunt and frail face.

Only now did Cecilia fully believe that she was truly dead!

“I’m not sure when Magnus will be here, but I’ve already given him a call,” the caretaker said.

“Thank you, Cecilia sincerely said.

The caretaker shook her head. “No worries. I feel sympathy for her, having contracted such a severe illness.”