When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1592

Chapter 1592 Queenie Invites Cecilia 

Queenie couldn’t help but feel that the more she interacted with Cecilia, the more difficult it became to distance herself from her. 

Troubled, Cecilia hesitated before speaking. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to go.” 

The disappointment was clear on Queenie’s face. She didn’t want to miss the chance to grow closer to her daughter. “Do you have any free time tomorrow? It’s the weekend,” she suggested hopefully. 

Before Cecilia could respond, Queenie pressed on, “Could you possibly swing by my office? I have something to give you.” 

“Um…” Cecilia hesitated. “What is it?” 

“You’ll find out when you get here,” Queenie said, her voice insistent. “Please, you must come.” 

The morning air had a slight chill to it, and Queenie began to cough softly. She quickly pulled out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, her frailty momentarily evident. 

A pang of sympathy stirred in Cecilia. Without thinking, she agreed, her tone softening. “All right.” 

“Then it’s settled,” said Queenie. 

“Sure.” Cecilia nodded. 

Only after watching Cecilia disappear into the distance did Queenie finally settle into the car. As she sat down, she unfolded the handkerchief she had been gripping tightly, revealing a vivid red stain of blood. 

“You’re coughing up blood?” Caliste asked, her voice filled with alarm. 

Queenie offered a bitter smile, her expression calm despite the situation. “It’s been like this for a while now. It’s nothing new.” 

“Mdm. Queenie, we can’t just ignore this. You should go to the hospital,” Caliste urged, her concern evident. 

Queenie shook her head slowly. “There’s no need. With my condition, even if I went, how many more years do you think I have left? There’s no point in dragging it out.” 

Caliste’s eyes brimmed with sympathy, but she still tried to protest. “But-” 

Queenie cut her off with a wave of her hand. “The will that Grover has been drafting should be nearly finished by now,” she said, her tone resolute. “Tomorrow, have him bring it to the office.” 

Caliste nodded thoughtfully before asking, “Should we inform Ms. Cassandra?” 

Queenie hesitated, her gaze distant as she pondered the question. After a moment of silence, she sighed. 

“Forget it. Cassandra is too self–centered. If she finds out about the will now, she’ll definitely stir up trouble. It’s better to let her know after I’m gone.” 

“All right.” 

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Chapter 1592 Queenie Invites Cecilia 

she couldn’t recall what she had dreamt about. 

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Now that Lucille had moved out, only Madeline, Charlotte, Nathaniel, Sven, Elliot, and Cecilia remained in the Rainsworth Manor. 

Early in the morning, Elliot came knocking. “Mommy, where are we going to play today?” 

His excitement was evident–he had been looking forward to spending the weekend with her. 

Cecilia knelt down to his level and gently explained, “I’m sorry, Eli. Mommy promised to meet someone today, so I need to step out for a bit.” 

Disappointment clouded Elliot’s expression, his large eyes gazing at her with a pleading look. “Mommy, who did you promise? Where are you going?” 

Nathaniel approached. 

Cecilia saw no reason to keep secrets from them and said, “I’m heading to Mdm. Queenie’s company.” 

“The witch granny’s place?” Elliot blurted out without hesitation. 

Wolf granny?