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.”

the Smith and Rainsworth families had formed a business alliance

already been made, a

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

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

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

got home, she tossed

time, she

dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting

a rumbling noise

also a reason why Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of hearing,

possibly allow her to have a

clock emitted

five in

Nathaniel would

she had unknowingly spent the

prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even

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

a single message nor spoke a word to her for an entire

o’clock,

figure exuding a restrained elegance. His

eyes, his reflection was

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

Cecilia was taken aback.

but the words she uttered reflected a humility she

I do

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

is a wife, not a

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

for the business alliance and the deception of the

simply

a

Cecilia’s ears

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

“Okay.”

his favorite

his feet, pulling the

her courage and seized

there

question caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken.

at the person

years, but also the man she had pursued and

Cecilia thought about Paula’s words

could finish her sentence, Nathaniel had already cut

“You’re crazy.”