When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1794 Memories Of Regas

"Your father was actually just an ordinary man." Queenie paused, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as if a thought had just occurred to her. "But he was incredibly handsome. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been with him."

Cecilia gave a nod.

Queenie let out a sigh. "Actually, I don't know where to start. But let me put it this way, his family background is very simple-he's just a child from an ordinary family. However, he worked hard and managed to achieve success in Damn on his own effort alone. I first met him at a business gathering. Somehow, we just ended up together. Then we got engaged, and you came into our lives."

Queenie was recounting her past in a simplified manner.

"Things weren't exactly peaceful in the Jamieson family back then. I had a brother who was adopted. When he found out I was pregnant, and that I was with your father, he feared we would vie for the Jamieson family's wealth. So, he decided to undermine us discreetly. He sent you to the orphanage. To be precise, he wanted you dead. But fortunately, his subordinate had a soft heart at that time and let you go. As for me, after giving birth to you, I was extremely weak and nearly perished in the fire. It was your father who saved me from a sea of flames. Yet, while I survived, he didn't..."

Talk of Regas' death brought tears to Queenie's eyes, her fists clenching in response.

"He had clearly promised me that he would survive and live on with me, but he broke that promise, and I can't forgive him even now."

Her voice was choked with emotion.

She claimed she couldn't forgive him, but in truth, it was just an excuse she had crafted for herself, one to stop herself from thinking of him.

After hearing everything in silence, Cecilia didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, she said, "Mom, Dad would have definitely wanted you to live happily."

Queenie held back her tears, managing not to let them fall, and nodded.

"Mmm-hmm, I know," she said.

She looked at Cecilia again. "By the way, your father's surname is Evans too."

Cecilia was taken aback.

Queenie elaborated, "Years ago, when I returned to Drocver and made that ungrateful brother pay, I married Ralph because he reminded me of your father."

She gave a self-deprecating laugh,

"It was all my fault. I was so foolish

and naive back then. Now that think about it, I really let your father down."

After hearing this, Cecilia didn't respond.

After all, seeking someone else as a replacement for a deceased loved one just wasn't right.

It was unfair to everyone, no matter who they were.

"In the end, I was betrayed by Ralph and his daughter. I deserved it, so don't blame anyone but myself only regret dragging you into this," Queenie added.

Not wanting her to continue on this topic, Cecilia deftly changed the subject.

"Mom, are any of Dad's relatives still around?"

Queenie narrowed her eyes before shaking her head.

"They're gone. His parents passed away the year before last."

That year, Queenie mistakenly identified two girls as her daughters.

She was desperate due to the illness of her in-laws, as the two elders yearned to see their son's child.

Queenie had put considerable effort into this; her eagerness for results was palpable. Despite the nagging feeling that the other party might not be her daughter, she chose to believe it nonetheless.

Silence had descended upon the room.

Cecilia was also deeply saddened, having missed the chance to bid a final farewell to the two elders.

Queenie took her hand and said, "It's alright. I'll apologize to them when I see them in the afterlife."noveldrama