When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1682 Not Going Anywhere

This is what Sven had in mind, but only he could perceive the difference. The sting of this betrayal didn't feel the same as the last one.

The last time, when he found out that his fiancée was with another man upon his return, he had decisively chosen to let her go.

This time, even though he was as decisive as ever, hesitation brewed within him. Images of Charlotte's face would sporadically surface in his mind.

Perhaps this was the difference between having feelings for the woman and not having any.

In the afternoon, Cecilia found out that Charlotte had become Eric's pretend girlfriend when he was in public.

"What are you two doing?" Cecilia was a bit bewildered.

Charlotte explained, "It was all to deal with Mr. and Mrs. Palmer."

"But if this gets exposed, it will be even harder for the two elders to bear. It will be difficult to mediate by then," said Cecilia.

"Eric had mentioned that he would seize this period to find a girlfriend as soon as possible. Once he found one, I'll be relieved of this position."

"All right, then."

After all that had been said, there wasn't much left for Cecilia to add.

When she finished work and was heading home, she sat in the car, with Sven at the wheel.

Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding a collision with the car in front.

Cecilia was taken aback.

Sven apologized, "Sorry."noveldrama

This was the first time Sven had encountered such a situation while driving. From his distracted state, Cecilia could tell that he still cared about Charlotte. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so lost in thought. "Sven, is there some sort of misunderstanding between you and Lottie?" Cecilia couldn't help but ask. Without realizing it, Sven tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "No."

Seeing that he wouldn't admit it, Cecilia was about to tell him about Charlotte and Eric's pretend relationship when suddenly, she received another phone call.

The call came from Queenie's secretary, Caliste.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Cecilia answered the phone.

"Ms. Cecilia, is it convenient for you right now? Could you please come to the hospital? Mdm. Queenie is in emergency care." Caliste's voice was filled with a hint of tears

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Cecilia's heart leaped into her throat. "All right. I'll be right there." She hung up the call and instructed Sven to drive her to the hospital. Outside the hospital corridor, Cassandra was somewhat restless.

She overheard Queenie and her aunt, Brooklyn, on the phone last night. They were discussing their desire for Cecilia to take over the company as soon as possible, to familiarize herself with the business affairs.

And so, Cassandra increased the dosage of the medicine by threefold. As a result, Queenie had been unconscious from the morning until now.

Caliste paced up and down the hallway. Upon finally spotting Cecilia approaching, she hurriedly dashed toward Cecilia. "Ms. Cecilia, you've finally arrived."

"How is Mdm. Queenie doing?" Cecilia asked.

Caliste shook her head. "She hasn't woken up yet, and I'm not sure why. She's been asleep all day, and no matter how much I try, I can't seem to wake her up."

After hearing that, Cecilia also began to worry.

Cassandra was seated to one side, looking up at the two of them. "Mom must've overworked herself. You guys need to stop overreacting."

After hearing that, Caliste wanted to retort, but in the end, she held back.

At that moment, Cassandra turned her gaze toward Cecilia. "Cecilia, you should head back home. Don't worry. I'll be here to take care of Mom."

In the event that Queenie failed to awaken, it would be easier to manage things if she were alone there.

Caliste, however, caught hold of Cecilia. "Ms. Cecilia, you can't leave. If Mdm. Queenie wakes up, she will surely want to see you."

"Don't meddle!" Cassandra glared fiercely at Caliste.

Caliste, who had been graced by

Queenie's kindness, feared that Queenie might not be able to see her biological daughter before her last breath Ignoring Cassandra's

warning, she tightly clutchel

Cecilia's clothes. "Ms. Cecilia, please don't leave."

She gazed at Cecilia with a pleading look.

Even if she hadn't spoken up, Cecilia wouldn't have just left like that. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."