When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 524 Meeting Up With Magnus.

At the café, Magnus stirred his coffee.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had been waiting here for a while.

When he finally saw Cecilia walk in, he stood up immediately, forcing a smile. “Cecilia, have a scat.”

Cecilia ignored his attempt to be nice.

“I heard from the security guard that you came looking for me. What’s the matter?”

“Mom has been diagnosed with late–stage cancer,” Magnus said, staring at her, enunciating every word.

Cecilia was stunned, disbelief evident in her eyes. “What did you say?”

“The police called me yesterday. Mom collapsed in jail. They took her to the hospital, did some tests, and found out she has a late–stage brain tumor,” Magnus continued.

Cecilia looked at him seriously, then scoffed, “Are you asking me to write a settlement agreement? To spare her life?”

Paula had been pampered all her life. How could she possibly be diagnosed with cancer, let alone a brain tumor?

Martha had no relatives, and Cecilia could be considered her foster daughter.

If Cecilia wrote a settlement agreement, Paula could get a lighter sentence.

“Cecilia, are your heartless? She’s our mother! Are you really going to watch her die? She already told me that the housekeeper committed suicide,” Magnus said, glaring at her with hatred.

Cecilia’s face turned cold. “Suicide? My mother was killed by Paula.”

“Who do you recognize as your mother? She was just a housekeeper, a lowly commoner…”

Slap!

Before Magnus could finish, Cecilia raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

He looked at her in disbelief. “You’re hitting me over a housekeeper?”

“Martha wasn’t just a housekeeper to me. She was more of a mother than Paula ever was. So, watch your mouth!”

Magnus’s cheek burned. The insults he had been ready to hurl were swallowed by Cecilia’s fierce glare.

For some re an inexplicable fear of his sister suddenly washed over him.

“Fine, let’s not talk about her. Let’s talk about our actual mother. No matter how wrong you shouldn’t have driven her to prison, right?”

Driven to prison?

she was,

Cecilia let out a bitter laugh. “Was it me who drove her there? All Martha and I wanted was a peaceful life. It was her who kept coming after us, again and again! She’s the one who wouldn’t leave us alone! If I had a choice, I would have rather never been born than be her daughter! Tell her, faking illness won’t work. Even if she really does have cancer, I won’t let her off that easily!”

With that, Cecilia picked up her bag and walked out.

Outside, the cold wind howled. Rain and snow hit her face, instantly stealing all the warmth from her skin.

Magnus left the café. As he watched Cecilia’s retreating figure, worry clouded his eyes.

He picked up his phone and called Paula at the hospital.

“Mom, Cecilia doesn’t believe you’re sick. I think if she finds out you faked an illness to get bail, she definitely won’t let it go.”

Paula was lying in a luxurious hospital room getting a massage. Hearing his words, her brows furrowed. “That ungrateful wretch. Does she really want me dead?”

According to the law, all prisoners have the right to life, and those with cancer can apply for medical parole.

Paula had seized this loophole and came out with a fake medical report. But if it were exposed, it would be much harder to pull off again.

“Mom, Cecilia has always been soft–hearted. I think she’s just talking tough. If you play weak and act a little, she definitely won’t make things difficult for you.”

Magnus recalled that when he was young and got into trouble, all he had to do was ask Cecilia, and she would take the blame for him.

There was even a time when he gave her one of Paula’s discarded dresses, and Cecilia was overjoyed for days.

“If you just sweet–talk her a little, send her some random gift, I’m sure she’ll write the settlement agreement.”