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

already been made, a mutual benefit

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 message with a simple “okay” as

she had crumpled the pregnancy test report in her hand into a

she got home, she tossed it into

time, she would feel especially

a while leaning on the couch, drifting in and out of

constantly heard a rumbling noise in

was hard of hearing, which,

her to have a child in such

emitted a

was five in the

Nathaniel would be

she had unknowingly spent the entire night asleep

to prepare breakfast for

his work, with a stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to

her a single message nor spoke

o’clock,

figure exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome

Cecilia’s eyes, his reflection was nothing but

a chair and sat down. “You don’t need to make breakfast for

Cecilia was taken aback.

was instinct or something else, but the words she uttered reflected

do

which had stayed impassive for the

I want is a

Cecilia was always seen wearing the same light gray attire. Even when responding to text messages, she would

of the Smith family, Nathaniel wouldn’t have married

was simply

want is a wife,

Cecilia’s ears grew

formed in her throat, and yet, she uttered the word that Nathaniel

“Okay.”

even his favorite breakfast on

feet, pulling the chair

mustered her courage and seized

is there

eyes to darken. “What do you

the person standing

husband of three years, but also the man she had pursued

down the bitterness in her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and said, “Nathaniel, if there’s someone you

could finish her sentence,

“You’re crazy.”