When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1759 Go Home

Cecilia followed Queenie's gaze and quickly reassured her, “I'll bring the kids to see you this weekend."

Queenie nodded eagerly. "Okay."

A moment later, something seemed to cross her mind. She reached for Cecilia's hand."Once you've settled things here, come home with me, won't you?"

By home, Queenie meant Drocver.

While the Jamieson family had business interests in Tudela, their true roots and headquarters were in Drocver.

Cecilia hesitated. "Is something happening back there?"

Queenie simply smiled.

Before she could respond, Caliste chimed in, "Now that you and Mdm. Queenie have reunited, it's only natural for you to return and reconnect with your heritage."

Queenie gently interrupted, shaking her head. “It's not about that. I just want to take you back to see where you truly belong. Your home."

My home...

It was the first time Cecilia had ever heard those words.

For as long as she could remember, her life had revolved around the Smith residence, the Rainsworth Manor, and other places that never truly felt like home. She had never known what it was like to have a home that truly belonged to her.

Without hesitation, she nodded. "All right."

Queenie's smile deepened. "When the time comes, you'll meet your relatives. They've all been eager to see you, you know?"

Hearing that, Cecilia felt a flicker of unease.

Family had never been a source of warmth for her. Whether it was the Smiths or Paula's relatives, they never really liked her. The idea of meeting more relatives left her feeling uncertain.

She hesitated, about to voice her concerns, when Queenie suddenly picked up her phone and smacked her forehead lightly. "Oh, my memory! Your grandparents have been wanting to meet you for a while now. They even asked me to add you to the family group chat."

Cecilia felt flustered.noveldrama

Queenie, however, remained completely unaware of her unease. With a few quick taps on her phone, she sent an invitation for Cecilia to join the family group chat. "Come on, accept it quickly," Queenie urged, her excitement evident.

Seeing the anticipation in Queenie's eyes, Cecilia found it hard to refuse. She tapped the screen, officially joining the group.

Inside, there were hundreds of members. Apart from Brooklyn, Cecilia didn't recognize a single name.

The moment she joined, Queenie wasted no time and tagged everyone in the chat: Guys, this is Ceci. Everyone, welcome her!

The group was silent at first.

Cecilia glanced at the screen, unfazed.

She was used to this. The Smith family's group chat had always been the same— unless there was a major event, no one really bothered to respond.

Shrugging it off, she locked her phone and set it aside, not thinking much of it. Suddenly, messages began pouring in one after another.

Within seconds, the chat exploded. Cecilia's unread messages skyrocketed past ninety-nine in an instant.

Emojis and stickers filled the screen-smiling faces, waving hands, celebratory fireworks-all welcoming her home.

Amidst the chaos, a few voice messages appeared. Curious, she tapped on one.

An elderly woman's voice came through, tinged with mild

exasperation. "Can you all slow down with the stickers? I can't even see Ceci's profile picture! Ceci, m your grandmother. You lot, stop spamming!" swnovel

The elderly woman had originally wanted to send Cecilia a private message, but the overwhelming flood of greetings had completely buried Queenie's message. swnovel

Staring at the nonstop stream of messages, Cecilia had no idea how to respond.

Queenie quickly sent a private message to the elderly woman: Mom, stop scrolling. I'll give you Ceci's number.

The old woman let out an

exasperated sigh before replying

Finally! We've been asking you for

ages, and you've only now added my dear granddaughter to the group. Send me her number-quickly!* swnovel

Before Cecilia could fully process what was happening, a new message popped up-this time from her grandmother.

One after another, more relatives started messaging her privately.

Such warmth and enthusiasm had always been reserved for Magnus.