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

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.”

families had formed a business alliance through

had already been made, a mutual benefit shared between

day of the wedding, the Smith family unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all of their assets, including the several billion given to Nathaniel for marrying Cecilia,

crossed Cecilia’s eyes, but she responded to Nathaniel’s message with a simple

pregnancy test report in her

tossed it into the trash

month, at this particular time, she would feel especially

a while leaning on the couch, drifting in

rumbling noise

why Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of hearing, which, in

possibly allow her to have a child in

clock emitted a dull

was five in the

Nathaniel would

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

up to prepare breakfast

stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot to return on

didn’t send her a single message nor spoke a word to her for

o’clock, Nathaniel returned

exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome features were striking, yet

his reflection was

pulled out a chair and sat down. “You don’t

Cecilia was taken aback.

but the words she uttered

I do

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

want is a wife,

light gray attire. Even when responding to text messages, she would use the

of the Smith family, Nathaniel wouldn’t have

was simply

is a wife, not

ringing in Cecilia’s

throat, and yet, she uttered the word

“Okay.”

Nathaniel found himself feeling particularly moody, even his favorite breakfast on the table seemed

to his feet, pulling the chair

mustered her courage and

there

sudden question caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What do you

up at the person

was not just her husband of three years, but also the man she had

the bitterness in her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and said, “Nathaniel,

she could finish her sentence, Nathaniel had already cut her

“You’re crazy.”