Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Cayden’s Mom, Laura

Lillian’s gaze lingered on Cayden, confusion knitting her brow.

Cayden frowned in return, equally perplexed. “Mom, what’s going on? Why are you staring at Lillian like that?”

Laura’s eyes glistened with a sudden flush of emotion as she hurried forward, her voice tight and urgent. “What’s your name? And your parents’ names?”

Noticing the tension in Laura’s demeanor, Lillian glanced briefly at Ashley before deciding to be honest. “My name is Lillian. I’m an orphan.”

“An orphan?” Laura’s grip tightened on Lillian’s arm as she shook her gently, desperation evident in her voice. “How can that be? Isn’t your mother’s name Catherine? Isn’t it?”

Lillian froze, a wave of shock sweeping through her. Catherine—that name hadn’t been spoken aloud in years. She never imagined anyone would still remember it.

Laura’s eyes locked onto Lillian’s face, the resemblance so striking it was almost painful to behold. Her voice wavered as she pleaded, “Isn’t it true? Please, I’m begging you.”

The sudden shift in Laura’s behavior left Cayden and Ashley utterly speechless. Their mother had always been the epitome of calm, grace, and control. They had never witnessed her unravel like this before.

Lillian’s face drained of color as she struggled to respond, her voice strained. “I’m sorry… I lost all memories before I was eight. My master saved me and raised me. I don’t know who my parents are.”

She chose her words carefully. Even if someone tried to dig deeper, they wouldn’t find anything. She was painfully aware of how much she resembled Laura’s daughter. She had assumed enough time had passed for no one to recognize her. Who could have predicted today would prove otherwise?

“Amnesia… before you turned eight?” Laura’s voice trembled as she pressed on. “Then, do you at least remember your birthday?”

Lillian shook her head slowly. “No, I don’t. The date on my ID isn’t my real birthday—it’s the day my master rescued me.”

Laura studied the face before her, so familiar and yet so impossible. It mirrored the woman she had once known—but that woman had died young, destroyed by a cruel pair of villains. Even her daughter was believed to have perished.

Laura’s voice was firm but kind. “No refusals. If you give it back, I’ll think you don’t like my gift.”

Cayden grinned and added, “Exactly. Just take it, Lillian. Mom rarely gives anyone presents; if you refuse, she’ll get upset.”

Lillian looked down at the jade bracelet encircling her wrist. She knew enough about jade to understand its worth. But when she met Laura’s hopeful eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to say no. “Then I won’t be polite about it. Thank you, madam.”

Laura’s face softened into a warm, motherly smile. “That’s better.”

Turning to Ashley, she instructed, “Go ahead; your grandfather is waiting for Lillian in the study. Take her upstairs.”

With a nod, Lillian followed Ashley up the grand staircase, her mind swirling with questions and emotions she wasn’t yet ready to voice.