When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

“Queenie, I came to tell you, the daughter you’ve been raising all this time is actually mine-”

“Mdm. Paula, don’t talk nonsense,” Cassandra interrupted her at once.

Mdm. Paula?

Paula was taken aback.

Yet, Queenie found herself intrigued and stopped Cassandra, “Cassandra, let her speak. Don’t worry, even if she says something bad about you, I’ll still believe you.”

Cassandra could only grit her teeth and say, “Alright.”

Paula watched her own daughter sharing a tender, mother–daughter bond with another woman and found the situation increasingly ironic.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she blurted out, “Queenie, I must tell you, Cassandra is my biological daughter.”

Queenie’s eyes narrowed, looking at Paula in disbelief.

She had assumed that Paula would say something negative about Cassandra, but she never expected this.

“What kind of joke is this? Cassandra was personally brought home from the orphanage by Ralph and me. How could she possibly be your daughter?” Queenie had always looked down on Paula and had no respect for the latter.

But now, all she wished for was that Paula had deceived her and that everything was a lie.

Cassandra was also constantly making meaningful glances at Paula, hoping she would quickly retract her words.

Paula, however, seemed as if she was oblivious to Cassandra’s looks, and she merely let out a cold chuckle.

“Hmph, don’t you always pride yourself in being a shrewd businesswoman? You don’t even know who your adopted daughter truly is? Let me tell you, Cassandra is the biological daughter of Ralph and me. I’ve known Ralph since the very beginning!”

Queenie’s expression remained unchanged, yet it seemed as if the air around her had taken an icy turn.

Could Ralph had lied to me?

Paula continued, “When I was twenty, I gave birth to Cassandra. Ralph was terrified that my dancing career would come to an end, so we chose not to marry. Instead, we secretly hired. someone to take care of Cassandra. But that scumbag, Ralph, was always cheating on me, and so we ended up breaking up. Later on, he met you, and to my surprise, even married you. Somehow, he learned that you loved children, particularly daughters. So, he discussed with me about sending our daughter, Cassandra, to the orphanage, hoping you would agree to adopt her. Ralph knew you had a soft spot for pitiful children, so he purposefully left Cassandra alone in the corner. Also, I heard him say that because you have double eyelids, you prefer girls with double eyelids. Originally, Cassandra had single eyelids. She underwent a surgical procedure for double eyelids at the hospital, just so you would accept her…”

Paula related everything from the past but didn’t make everything entirely clear.

Upon hearing the detailed account, Queenie didn’t think it sounded like a lie at all.

However, she knew she couldn’t just take Paula’s word for it.

“After saying all that, do you have any proof? Have you done a DNA test?” Queenie asked.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Paula was taken aback.

She had only thought about coming over to clear the air with Queenie, in hopes of bringing Cassandra back to her side. The idea of a DNA test had not even crossed her mind.

“Cassandra is my flesh and blood, why on earth would we need a DNA test?”

Hearing Paula say this, Queenie began to doubt her words again, unable to believe that Cassandra. was truly the former’s daughter.

Queenie stepped forward, looking her straight in the eye. “You don’t actually think I would believe you just because you’ve spun a few lies, do you?”

After she had spoken, she turned back to look at Cassandra.

“Cassandra, are you aware of what she’s talking about? Tell me the truth. I won’t blame you regardless of whether or not you’re her daughter.”

What Queenie said was the truth. After all, she was the one who raised Cassandra.

She couldn’t possibly blame Cassandra just because she was Paula’s daughter.

She knew that no one was ever able to choose their was ever able to choose their parents.