When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1787 The Consequences

"Sigh, I never thought you'd end up like this."

Miranda's words were laden with many different emotions.

She still remembered how Stella used to flaunt her status in front of Cecilia.

"Stella, do you still remember what you said back then in front of the reporters, Cecilia, and Nathaniel's friends? Didn't you say you would win Nathaniel back?"

The color drained from Stella's face in an instant.

"I... I was wrong," she admitted, remorse clear in her voice. "I won't let my imagination run wild again, nor will I have a loose tongue."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Miranda with eyes full of hope. "Ms. Miranda, I beg you, please help me. I just want to live a simple and peaceful life."

Miranda was utterly disappointed in Stella, and without another word, she turned around and walked away.

"Ms. Miranda!" Stella was about to follow her when Miranda turned around and scolded her, "Stop following me, or you'll regret it!"

Stella's steps came to a halt.

With that, Miranda left the place, feeling increasingly unsettled within.

If Stella still had the fight in her, no matter how little, she could still be of help to Miranda, but as it turned out, the former was completely defeated.

Stella had become useless, a stark contrast to her past self, where she behave with impunity. Now, all she wanted was to lead a simple and peaceful life, making it impossible for Miranda to recruit her into her cause.

At that moment, Stella had returned to her room once again.

Inside her mansion, there was no electricity or running water.

The place was also about to be auctioned off.

In reality, the only thing Cecilia ever did to her was to ensure that all their business partners refused to collaborate with her.

As for the rest, it wasn't Cecilia's doing.

However, Stella was seized by irrational fear, constantly feeling that Cecilia would suddenly come to harm her. He also suspected that Zachary and Nathaniel were out to get her.

She was unaware that the current Zachary and Nathaniel simply didn't care about her, nor did they bother to concern themselves with her affairs.

"How did I end up like this?"

Stella slumped onto the couch, her eyes vacant as she stared at the ceiling.

It was at this moment she found herself reminiscing about the past, recalling her childhood.noveldrama

Back then, she was financially supported by the Smith family.

Regas was a kind and amiable man. He was cultured and well-educated, but

more importantly, he treated her exceptionally well.

It was the first time she experienced the warmth of fatherly love.

She was indeed grateful for the

treatment, and she had always thought that when she grew up, she would definitely repay the kindness

and treat Regas well.

However, as she frequently visited the Smith residence, she noticed that Cecilia

was treated with the adoration befitting a princess.

From that, she realized the deep affection that Regas had for the latter.

Gradually, Stella had inexplicably begun to feel jealous. Why is it that Cecilia is able to live with such a wonderful family, while I am an orphan?

Stella had once felt a pang of sympathy for Cecilia because Cecilia's mother, Paula, resented the latter.

Yet, this feeling of pity faded over time, eventually morphing into jealousy.

In her mind, Cecilia might have lacked motherly love, yet she was still the apple of the Smith family's

e the daughter of a renowned

dancer, always a class above her.

Why should I feel pity for someone who's better than myself?

Stella found herself thinking that, her heart becoming increasingly twisted as she began to crave everything that belonged to Cecilia.

Back in university, Stella knew that Cecilia had feelings for Nathaniel. Therefore, she made an effort to interact with Nathaniel.

Also, upon discovering that Cecilia had once saved Elena, she immediately stepped in to take credit for it.

She could still remember the day when Nathaniel found her and asked, "You saved my mother. What do you want in return? Feel free to ask."

Stella could have demanded a large sum of money, but she didn't. Instead, she wanted something that Cecilia didn't have.

"Mr. Rainsworth, I want to be with you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Nathaniel's face clearly turned sour. "Impossible."