SWNOVELS Chapter 664
Chapter 664 Did Not Seem To Be Fake
At Daltonia Villa, Cecilia gazed at the disconnected call, recalling the last time she saw Paula. Back then, Paula was pale with distress, clutching her stomach while her limbs trembled.
It doesn’t seem fake, and using cancer twice seems too unbelievable. After giving it some thought, Cecilia decided to go to the hospital to see what was really going on.
When Cecilia went to Tudela Hospital, Zachary happened to be there too, and they ran into each other.
Though Cecilia was wearing a mask, the prominent scar on her right cheek, extending from beneath the mask, was still visible.
“Cecilia,” greeted Zachary.
Previously, Zachary helped Jonathan in preschool. After that, Cecilia’s attitude toward him wasn’t as cold as before, but it wasn’t warm either. “Mhm,”
She responded politely yet distantly before hastily making her way to the upstairs ward.
Zachary felt a bit puzzled and asked Arnold, “Is she sick?”
Arnold immediately went to check, shaking his head afterward. “No.”
Arnold spotted a familiar name and informed Zachary, “It seems that Ms. Smith’s mother was hospitalized.”
“Paula?” Zachary raised his eyebrow.
“Mhm.”
“Why is she in the hospital?”
Arnold pulled up the medical record, took a glance, and, in a hushed tone, said, “It’s late–stage cervical cancer.”
A flicker of surprise crossed Zachary’s eyes.
There was no treatment for late–stage cervical cancer, and at most, one could expect to live only for another year or two.
“Are you certain it’s real?” Zachary was aware of Paula’s impending imprisonment.
“It should be. This assessment is provided by our hospital’s professional doctors. Usually, there’s no issue,” Arnold replied.
Zachary profoundly understood that money made the world go round. “Make sure to thoroughly investigate this matter. No mistakes can be afforded.”
“Understood.”
Meanwhile, Cecilia had already arrived outside Paula’s ward, where she knocked on the door.
Paula thought Cassandra had returned and beamed. “Come on in, no need to knock.”
When the door was pushed open, and she saw Cecilia, her smile froze. “Why is it you?”
Cecilia had long been mentally prepared for Paula’s contrasting expressions. “Didn’t you have Cassandra call me because you wanted me to come over?”
Paula sneered, “Who would want to meet an unfilial daughter? Are you satisfied now? I really have cancer, and at most, I can only live for two more years.”
The usually proud and beautiful Paula’s countenance contorted with agitation.
Cecilia calmly looked at Paula. “If that’s really the case, I’ll abide by the law and arrange for your medical parole.”
On her way to the hospital, Cecilia did a brief research on cervical cancer. In its later stages, the cancer cells would spread, causing severe abdominal pain. It could also lead to frequent urination and discomfort while urinating.
She thought that was absolutely more tormenting for Paula than being in prison.
“What, do you want me to thank you?” Paula retorted.
Cecilia didn’t respond. Instead, she looked around and quickly noticed the medical record placed on the bedside table of the hospital bed.
She picked it up and read it. It seems more genuine than the last time.
She was just about to question Paula to seek confirmation when Norman called her.
He said, “Ceci, I have some unfortunate news to share with you. I’ve just discovered that Paula has indeed been diagnosed with an illness this time.”
Unconsciously, Cecilia’s grip on the phone tightened. “I already know. It’s fine.”
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
“What’s this? Are you in such a hurry to announce my demise?” Paula’s gaze was icy cold as she continued, “Let me tell you, even if I were to die, I wouldn’t leave the wealth Regas left me to you! I’d take every last penny to my grave.”
Upon hearing that, Cecilia was instantly reminded of her father’s passing.
She could no longer contain herself and questioned, “Aren’t you afraid that after you die, my father’s vengeful spirit will come after you?”