Chapter 112

Cecilia's POV

Weakness and blackness had been my abode since the day I was dropped off at the hospital by Alicia weeks back. She had barely betrayed me more than a week before she stopped coming, and I could only ponder upon and brood upon myself and my life. How had I been reduced to this?

I had descended from being the ruling lady of the Wilsons to a lowly old lady who was bedridden because of ill health.

How had Lola become a monster under my roof, and I had not realized?

My tears rolled down my cheeks at the thought of ruining my own family with my own hands all because of my greed. Now, the inheritance I wanted to lay my hands on was at Lola's mercy because I had just brought her in to be the mother of my grandchild.

I doubted Eric would ever forgive me for ruining his life like this. Perhaps, I was doomed to be wretched.

I guess Karma was real. I had come into the Wilson family the same way. I had married into the Wilson family because of their riches. When my husband died