When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 First Love

A heavy rain began to pour relentlessly.

At the entrance of the hospital.

Standing at the hospital entrance, Cecilia Smith clutched the pregnancy test report in her delicate, frail hand. The result was unmistakable: not pregnant.

“Three years into marriage and you’re still not pregnant?”

“You’re so useless. If you don’t get pregnant soon, the Rainsworth family will kick you out. What will become of the Smith family then?”

Dressed to the nines and teetering on her high heels, Paula Escobar, Cecilia’s mother, pointed at her, her face a mask of disappointment.

Cecilia’s eyes were empty. The words she longed to speak were stuck in her heart, finally condensing into a single sentence.

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t want you to apologize. What I want is for you to have a child with Nathaniel. Do you understand?”

Cecilia’s throat felt parched. She was unsure of how to respond to her.

They had been married for three years, yet her husband, Nathaniel Rainsworth, had never laid a hand on her.

How could there possibly be a child?

Upon seeing her display of helplessness, Paula felt she was nothing like herself.

“If you really can’t manage, then help Nathaniel find a woman outside. He will surely remember your kindness.”

Cecilia stared in disbelief at the retreating figure of her mother, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Her biological mother, astonishingly, had asked her to find another woman for her own husband.

A chill instantly froze her heart to its core.

As Cecilia sat in the car heading home, Paula’s last words echoed in her mind, accompanied by a sudden, intermittent roaring in her ears.

She knew her illness had worsened.

At that moment, she received a text message.

The message came from Nathaniel, as consistent as ever over the past three years. It read: I won’t be coming home tonight.

Throughout their three years of marriage, Nathaniel had never spent a single night at home, nor did he ever touch her.

Cecilia still remembered their wedding night three years ago.

He had said, “Since you from the Smith family dare to trick me into marriage, then be ready to face a lifetime of solitude.”

Smith and Rainsworth families had formed

a

unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all of their assets, including the several billion given to Nathaniel for

Cecilia’s eyes, but she responded to Nathaniel’s

had crumpled the pregnancy test report in her

she got home, she tossed it into the

at this particular time, she would

leaning on the couch, drifting in and out of a

a rumbling

was hard of hearing, which, in high society, was akin

to have a child

emitted

five

Nathaniel would

did Cecilia realize that she had unknowingly spent the entire night asleep on the

breakfast for Nathaniel,

work, with a stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot to

he didn’t send her a single message nor spoke a

six o’clock, Nathaniel

impeccably dressed in a suit, his tall and slender figure exuding a restrained elegance. His

reflection was nothing but cold and

and sat

Cecilia was taken aback.

instinct or something else, but the words

do something

eyes meeting Cecilia’s face, which had stayed impassive for the past

is a wife,

the same light gray attire. Even when responding to

deception of the Smith family,

was simply not

I want is a

in Cecilia’s

formed in her throat, and yet, she

“Okay.”

even his favorite breakfast on the table seemed unusually

pulling the chair

her courage and

there

Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What do you

up at the person standing

of three years, but also the man

bitterness in her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and

finish her sentence, Nathaniel had

“You’re crazy.”

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