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.”

and Rainsworth families had formed

been made, a

They transferred all of their

she responded to Nathaniel’s message with

the pregnancy test report in her hand into a

got home, she tossed it into the trash

at this particular time, she would feel

any dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting in and

a rumbling noise in

a reason why Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of hearing, which, in high society, was akin to having a

her to have a child

clock emitted a

was five in

another hour, Nathaniel would

Cecilia realize that she had unknowingly spent the entire

hurriedly got up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even

Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot to return on time to

nor spoke a

o’clock, Nathaniel returned

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

reflection was nothing but

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

Cecilia was taken aback.

else, but the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself hadn’t even

do

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

a wife, not a

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

the deception of the Smith family, Nathaniel wouldn’t have married

was simply not

I want is a wife,

in Cecilia’s

throat, and yet, she

“Okay.”

favorite

pulling the

mustered her courage and seized his

is there

eyes to darken.

at the

of three years, but also the man

Paula’s words and

sentence, Nathaniel had

“You’re crazy.”

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